It's that time of year at the movies - when actors and actresses starve themselves, fatten up, crash diet, donut binge, spend hours in the makeup chair and don expensive prosthetics, play people with special needs, and do everything they fucking can to win a Golden Globe/Oscar/Spirit Award/Bafta/Palme d'freakin Or.
They work hard for that money, honey, and I LOVE IT. I love going to the movies, period, and these are the ones I'm most excited about in coming weeks:
"Precious" (I will weep, and I will love it)
"The Blind Side" (opened this weekend, Sandra Bullock's best box office yet)
"Alice in Wonderland" (Coming out after awards season, technically, but IDGAF)
"Cracks" (I'll watch anything with the incomparable Eva Green, and there's another cast member named Imogen Poots. Sold.)
"A Single Man (Julianne Moore. Colin mother-loving Firth. Matthew Goode. The scrumptious Lee Pace.)
And, finally, "Princess and the Frog." (Disney! Return to classic animation! Musical! Anika Noni Rose! New Orleans! Voodoo! Ack!!)
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Make Your Own Adventure
Remember these books?
Yea. I HATED them.
I mean, I get the delight of it all, in theory. "What will happen next?! You decide!! Oh goody! I won't be bored for at least twice as long as it takes to read a regular book!"
But personally, even when I was a kid, these books always smacked of such LAZINESS. You want to tell more than one story? Write more than one book. Make it a series (although, they did that with these books too, basically just switching out the plot premise every time and including the same CRAAZZZYYY twists. ugh.)
Now, though? I'm all about getting to flip the page, and immediately change the path I'm taking. This feeling may or may not have been prompted by another mini-panic attack within the last couple days in which I questioned my entire existence. Am I doing the right thing? Making the correct choices? What if everything I've done, the degrees, the internships, the moves, all of it, led to the wrong choice.
Terrifying.
To some extent, wishing your life were a Make Your Own Adventure book is pretty useless. Damaging. Sure, there are people who drop everything, abandon responsibility and claim drastic improvement. Maybe. But I'm a methodical, cautious creature, just like most everyone else. It all suddenly starts to race through my brain. "But you have rent! A signed agreement! A cat! Expensive kitchen gadgets!" And suddenly my brain is flooding and the room is spinning and inanimate objects are laughing at me and omg I just have to sit down and *eat* a *sandwich* and take a minute.
And then I'm back to square one. Reminding myself that security, and settling, and contentment is just as important.
Yea. I HATED them.
I mean, I get the delight of it all, in theory. "What will happen next?! You decide!! Oh goody! I won't be bored for at least twice as long as it takes to read a regular book!"
But personally, even when I was a kid, these books always smacked of such LAZINESS. You want to tell more than one story? Write more than one book. Make it a series (although, they did that with these books too, basically just switching out the plot premise every time and including the same CRAAZZZYYY twists. ugh.)
Now, though? I'm all about getting to flip the page, and immediately change the path I'm taking. This feeling may or may not have been prompted by another mini-panic attack within the last couple days in which I questioned my entire existence. Am I doing the right thing? Making the correct choices? What if everything I've done, the degrees, the internships, the moves, all of it, led to the wrong choice.
Terrifying.
To some extent, wishing your life were a Make Your Own Adventure book is pretty useless. Damaging. Sure, there are people who drop everything, abandon responsibility and claim drastic improvement. Maybe. But I'm a methodical, cautious creature, just like most everyone else. It all suddenly starts to race through my brain. "But you have rent! A signed agreement! A cat! Expensive kitchen gadgets!" And suddenly my brain is flooding and the room is spinning and inanimate objects are laughing at me and omg I just have to sit down and *eat* a *sandwich* and take a minute.
And then I'm back to square one. Reminding myself that security, and settling, and contentment is just as important.
Monday, November 16, 2009
Upcoming events
My parents visit in a couple weeks, then I'm going to Vegas for my birthday, which I'm REALLY looking forward to. Then at the end of December my brother is visiting, and we'll try and get to some snowboarding if there's any snow to play in in Flagstaff. Please dear lord please.
2010 looks pretty damn promising too - so far there's SD, Hawaii, my best friend's wedding, possibly Norway/Sweden? Which is redonkulous to even think about. But it's a possibility. I also really, really want to make it to NYC sometime next year... I owe multiple people a visit, and the Broadway musicals at Gammage juuuuusssttt aren't doing it for me. Sorry, Broadway tour people. It's just not enough. I haven't seen In The Heights, or Title of Show, or Next to Normal, or dozens of other shows I NEED in my life! I just want to walk through Washington Square Park, eat a shawarma, and watch a chess master whup ass. This is a legit NYC fantasy of mine.
Travelling has always been an obsession of mine. I've gotten to do a good deal of it thanks to my family, and I'm extremely lucky in that respect, but I always want more. I want to see Italy again, and I want to check out Thailand, and Morocco, and Argentina. There are also closer spots I'd love to reconnect with... Seattle, Toronto, and I've always wanted to visit Vancouver. Mexico seems a little unsafe right now, but I've always had a blast down there. I want MORE.
I'm currently saving, three years in advance, for my 30th birthday trip. It will be epic. It will be legendary. It will either be Australia/New Zealand, or Thailand/Cambodia/Vietnam, or Spain/Portugal, or Argentina/Chile. Want to come with?
2010 looks pretty damn promising too - so far there's SD, Hawaii, my best friend's wedding, possibly Norway/Sweden? Which is redonkulous to even think about. But it's a possibility. I also really, really want to make it to NYC sometime next year... I owe multiple people a visit, and the Broadway musicals at Gammage juuuuusssttt aren't doing it for me. Sorry, Broadway tour people. It's just not enough. I haven't seen In The Heights, or Title of Show, or Next to Normal, or dozens of other shows I NEED in my life! I just want to walk through Washington Square Park, eat a shawarma, and watch a chess master whup ass. This is a legit NYC fantasy of mine.
Travelling has always been an obsession of mine. I've gotten to do a good deal of it thanks to my family, and I'm extremely lucky in that respect, but I always want more. I want to see Italy again, and I want to check out Thailand, and Morocco, and Argentina. There are also closer spots I'd love to reconnect with... Seattle, Toronto, and I've always wanted to visit Vancouver. Mexico seems a little unsafe right now, but I've always had a blast down there. I want MORE.
I'm currently saving, three years in advance, for my 30th birthday trip. It will be epic. It will be legendary. It will either be Australia/New Zealand, or Thailand/Cambodia/Vietnam, or Spain/Portugal, or Argentina/Chile. Want to come with?
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Things I'm Obsessed With
Chili-Infused Dark Chocolate
Community, Glee, and 30 Rock
Puppies
Steak
Middle-Eastern Drum Beats
Cashmere Sweaters
Baby Hugs (not just babies. babies hugging you. That first time they learn how to throw their arms around you and have it mean something.)
Liev Schreiber. I don't care that he's a dad. Read = DILF.
Sunsets
Tea. Iced, hot, any kind, anywhere.
High-Quality Acappella Music
A. In a non-stalkery way, honey.
Traveling. See = Turkey, Israel, Italy, Mexico, Vegas, NYC
Ed Helms. Rawr.
Intimate Concerts
Scarves
Headbands
Chocolate-Chip Cookies
Ferry Boats
Fog
Istanbul's Covered Bazaar
Woodfired Pizza
Wine
Belgian Beer
Super-Fancy Mattresses
Lavender Body Lotion
(This is a working list.)
Community, Glee, and 30 Rock
Puppies
Steak
Middle-Eastern Drum Beats
Cashmere Sweaters
Baby Hugs (not just babies. babies hugging you. That first time they learn how to throw their arms around you and have it mean something.)
Liev Schreiber. I don't care that he's a dad. Read = DILF.
Sunsets
Tea. Iced, hot, any kind, anywhere.
High-Quality Acappella Music
A. In a non-stalkery way, honey.
Traveling. See = Turkey, Israel, Italy, Mexico, Vegas, NYC
Ed Helms. Rawr.
Intimate Concerts
Scarves
Headbands
Chocolate-Chip Cookies
Ferry Boats
Fog
Istanbul's Covered Bazaar
Woodfired Pizza
Wine
Belgian Beer
Super-Fancy Mattresses
Lavender Body Lotion
(This is a working list.)
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
In love with a bloggess.
Writing a blog makes you more aware of things that are happening online. Lives being lived that you never knew existed, sometimes in such exquisite detail it makes you catch your breath, or laugh, or sob, or all of the above.
starfishenvy.typepad.com is one such thing, one such blog. The ultimate blog for me, actually. She's funny, and sweet, and smart, and her writing circles around a theme - yearning for a child. It's not an issue I can relate to - not yet, anyway, but as a woman I get all of it.
And it doesn't hurt that she has my dream career (one of them.) She's a TV writer, and it shows. It's equal parts introspection and observation... no pity, no excuses. She kinda rocks. A lot.
In other news, I subscribed to "Clean Eating" magazine today. Check it out if you haven't - every issue has at least a dozen recipes I'd love to try. This last issue had a recipe for spiced pumpkin mousse that had me swooning. But it requires a food processor. So maybe that's the next healthy-living purchase? I stayed focused and made good choices today. One day down, the rest of my life to go.
starfishenvy.typepad.com is one such thing, one such blog. The ultimate blog for me, actually. She's funny, and sweet, and smart, and her writing circles around a theme - yearning for a child. It's not an issue I can relate to - not yet, anyway, but as a woman I get all of it.
And it doesn't hurt that she has my dream career (one of them.) She's a TV writer, and it shows. It's equal parts introspection and observation... no pity, no excuses. She kinda rocks. A lot.
In other news, I subscribed to "Clean Eating" magazine today. Check it out if you haven't - every issue has at least a dozen recipes I'd love to try. This last issue had a recipe for spiced pumpkin mousse that had me swooning. But it requires a food processor. So maybe that's the next healthy-living purchase? I stayed focused and made good choices today. One day down, the rest of my life to go.
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