I just got back from seeing Serenity. I wouldn’t call myself floored, exactly. But almost. It was definitely the most thrilling experience I’ve had in a theater in a few years outside of the Harry Potter movies. And yes, I will be going to see it again. Not right away, but again. I miss those days when a movie was so good that I would actually want to see it again in the theater, as opposed to seeing it again because all the other movies out are booooooring.

I really hope that they make a few more, but I think that will depend on whether Serenity makes any money or not. So go see it… because I told you to.

Oh, and I had my very first trip to the International House of Pancakes. And they were having a festival of french toast! Heh. I got the stuffed french toast. My arteries aren’t too happy with me right now, but they’ll get over it. They always do.

Oh, Thursday night TV. I don’t think I can find words to describe how much I love Thursday night TV.

That is all. I’ll be listening to my iPod Nano if you need me.

So I was watching some episodes of The West Wing today. And I watched one of the Christmas ones.

Let me tell you something about Christmas episodes of The West Wing… they are top notch. Moving, if you will. If you’ve never watched The West Wing, I suggest starting with one of the Christmas episodes. They will pull you in. I would especially recommend “Bartlet for America” from season 3.

But really, the main reason for this post was to mention how excited the West Wing episodes got me for Christmas. It’s only less than 3 months away. Time to start shopping.

So… what do you guys want for Christmas?

College is a little hard, kids.

I mean, right now I have to write a 5-page report on the potato chip processing process.

Yeah, you wish you had my major.

It’s never really helpful to turn on Laguna Beach while you’re trying to write a report.

But oh is it entertaining.

I have to say that I prefer this second season of Laguna Beach, for very superficial reasons. You see, most of the boys on the show are that skinny, emo surfer types, which is probably for me the most undesirable type of boy. But this season has Jason. Jason is a big cheater. But Jason looks like a baseball player, so he’s already points ahead of every other non-cheating boy on the show.

Yeah, I’m shallow like that.

So I have a strange confession to make. I feel like there’s always been this thing missing in my life. A life skill, really. A skill that I have never mastered, and has always made me feel inadequate.

I can’t tell time.

Well, generally speaking I can tell time, just not very well. And I’m only talking about the circle clocks with the long hand and the short hand. I mean, those little hands are rough. When I start trying to decipher what time it is, it takes me so long that it’s a significantly different time by the time I’ve figured it out.

Does this make me less of a person? I don’t know. But I get a headache everytime I try to tell the time. So I guess I’ll just go on with my half-life without the skill to read clocks.

For many years now I have always thought of Linens and Things and Bed, Bath, and Beyond as the same store. I’m not stupid, I know that they’re different stores, but they have always occupied the same niche in my mind. I just thought I would set the record straight here, and let you know that after a horrendous visit to Linens and Things this afternoon, I officially prefer Bed, Bath, and Beyond.

It was slim pickin’s this weekend at the movie theater. Seriously, a semi-worthwhile or at least entertaining movie could have swooped in and taken the box office.

By the way, I went a little crazy deleting some of my comment spam just now, and I’m pretty sure I deleted quite a few real comments. So don’t think I just hate you if your comment was deleted… it was an accident.

From Full House:
after Danny beats Jesse pretty bad at pool….
Jesse: How did you know he was a pool shark?
Joey: Well he did go to school on a billiard scholarship.

I just finished my first day of work at Starbucks. I took people’s orders for 8 hours with just a 30-minute lunch break in-between. I bet I smell like coffee, but I’m a little too tired to tell.

But do you want to know the thing I found most amazing about the customers at Starbucks? Charging. I know that Maura charges her drink sometimes. But honestly, do you really need to charge a $1.50 shot of espresso? No, I didn’t think so.

And I already made $6.00 in tips. So now that I’m in college, that pretty much makes me rich.

I went home this past weekend to visit my mother, and we just kind of hung around the house for most of the weekend. On Sunday we went to Blockbuster to rent some movies. We ended up getting Monster-In-Law (my mom’s choice), and Cellular.

At the store my mother was throwing out suggestions. “Ooooh, let’s rent Cellular. That looks good.” So I picked it up because I soooo have a crush on Chris Evans despite his poor choice in acting roles.

We get home and I popped in Cellular. The movie gets about 3 minutes in, when my mother makes a sigh of realization.

Mom: “I think I’ve seen this movie before.”
Me: “Okay, well, we’ll just start up Monster-In-Law.”
Mom: “But how have I already seen this movie before?”
Me: “Did you make Dad take you to see it at the theater?”
Mom: “No, that’s not it. It must have come on HBO.”
Me: “Or maybe… you made Dad take you to see it at the theater?”
Mom: “No, that’s NOT IT!”

So later that evening my mom decides that she’ll watch Cellular with my anyways, because she remembered enjoying it. And my dad decides he’ll join us.

My dad informs us that he has already seen Cellular.

Mom: “Did this movie come on HBO?”
Dad: “No, you made me take you to see it at the theater. It was really late on a Sunday night and I really didn’t want to go.”

Heh. My parents.