One thing I must say about google blogger: it is superfast. I am quite happy with that.

Last night z and I saw the latest James Bond flick. It has the best opening stunt scene of any movie EVAR! A couple of days ago we watched Step Into Liquid, and there was an interesting statement made. "It is hard to judge creativity." I thought about that while watching this phenomenal sequence on screen. The creativity of the choreographer was amazing! I mean, they were basically running and jumping, but it was almost like watching Cirque. I couldn't believe some of the moves. And there were a couple of things that actually surprised me. I mean, seriously, how can you be surprised in an action sequence? Well, having a guy runs up a steel beam using his tennis shoes and bare hands is a start. And this stunt guy was unbelievable! I could go on and on about the pure magic of that scene, but you will just have to see it for yourself. Two thumbs up.

Watched Marvin's Room the other day. My childhood crush on Leonardo DiCaprio (from when he was Luke on Growing Pains) was renewed. I forgot what a great actor he was. And I've seen What's Eating Gilbert Grape and The Aviator and Catch Me If You Can and even Romeo + Juliet. Now I want to see Blood Diamond and The Departed. He's really good.

I haven't been able to do a lot of improv lately b/c of work. Friday night I went out for the Bingo Jam and was really nervous. But I absolutely LOVED my silent scene w/ Jeremy Schwartz. I was doing my business thinking of all of these great things to say. But there was a louder voice in my head that said "shut the eff up and just trust the scene already!" So I did and I was really happy with how it turned out. That was also the first time z has ever seen me do improv, which was really cool. It was fun to watch my friends on stage, and it was fun to perform again.

Well, this is the last day of the year. Things are already looking good for 2007, and I'm pumped about what's ahead. There is a possibility of doing a show in Austin the day before my birthday, which I'm just waiting to hear back about. Then I'm going to NC in February to watch Heather perform and also to see my grandma. And by March it's Sarah's goal to get me working from home. Then it's the parade of weddings: Brandy and OJ in March, Cassy and Bradley in April, Tosha and Craig and Matt and Veronica in July, and finally Tammy and Mike in August. The Big Move is still on track for May/June. Plus, I'm very determined to get back in the working out mode. I read Body-for-Life, which is a really lame book, I must say. The language is too colloquial. I mean, there was one page where he used the phrase "downright" four times. But, I like the exercise plan and am going to follow it. There was also a really interesting thought: You can't trust anyone until you trust yourself. And what good is your word if you consistently break promises you make to yourself? I have battled for 10 years trying to get into better shape. Each time I fail or give up, it's like weakening my own reliability. So now there's more weight (ugh, no pun intended AT ALL) behind my decision. I want to get into better shape so I can trust myself again.

Have a wonderful and safe New Year's Eve celebration, everyone!

I'm excited.

For Michelle and Ken:

I have no thoughts.

The End.

Merry Christmas to everyone!

*giant hugs all around*

Oh, yeah, one more thing...I've decided to get a for reals website in 2007. One that I pay for. z will help me design it. Woohoo!

I don't like when things change. Blogger is now google blogger. I'm not sure how I feel about that yet.

My digital camera broke. So I bought a crappy disposable one for the Big City Rock concert that never happened. Then I was pissed that I spent money on the camera that I ended up not needing. So I'm taking it to Mack's Christmas party tonight to use it up. I'm so excited to see Hagrid! We don't get to spend much time together since he's down in CG. He and Michelle are making the 1.5 hour drive up this way.

I'm excited about all the stuff to do this week. I don't like to socialize much, but I'm sucking it up for the holidays. Next weekend is Lolo's Chicken and Waffles. Let's see if I actually get food this time around. Plus there's kickball and we're doing a New Year's Eve show.

z and I have been hanging out a lot, which makes me immeasurably happy. We went to visit Candy on her film set last night. He went crazy like a crack fiend. I know what that's like. To want to do something so badly. Well, my friend, you will make mad movies here soon.

I wish I had my digital video camera that my parents are getting me for Christmas NOW! I want to take it to Mack's tonight. But I won't get it until tomorrow when we head over to Nancy & Bob's.

Life is good. I hope everyone is happy and healthy. Know that you are loved.

I got a massage today. Not the world's best, but a massage all the same. And it got me thinking about a number of things--particularly what my house is going to be like when I buy a house with all of the money I'm going to have in the next few years. I will have a massage room.

See, when you're done with a massage, the masseuse says (in a very calm and relaxed voice), "Whenever you're ready." But what they really mean is, "Get dressed and get out in the next two minutes." If I really waited until I was ready, I would take a nap for about an hour. Then I would stretch out for 10 or 15 minutes. Then I would leave. But when you go to a place to get a massage, you don't have that luxury. So, in my dream home, I will have a heated massage table. Once a week I will have someone come to my house and give me an hour and a half massage. Then, as they are leaving, but before I am ready to get off the table, the masseuse will draw me a hot bubble bath and place a glass of ice water next to it. I will then slide off the table and into the bath. This is also the only time I will drink water that is anything other than room temperature. Then I will go to bed.

I've decided to learn how to write code. We're going to start off with C++, then learn some other languages.

For the first time in three-and-a-half years I had a migraine last night. Not nearly on the scale of when I was a kid, but enough to knock me out for the whole night and make me feel weird this morning.

If I only get them once every 3.5 years and I can mostly sleep through it, I will be a happy camper.

but still, ouch.

Because I've been eating like a bear before hibernation, my face is breaking out. This morning I put on a little foundation to cover it up. Which turned into blush, eyeshadow and liner, and lipgloss. Well, since my face looked all nice, I should wear something other than jeans. Seeing that I shaved last night, I decided on black hotpants and a red top. This is as holiday spirit as I get. My mom would be happy that I actually cared about my appearance this morning.

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Christmas music makes me want to jump through the window of a skyrise. Except for Carol of the Bells. I'll take any version of that. And that Dan Fogelburg (sp?) song.

Nothing turned out tonight like it was supposed to, but I had so much fun! I have to go to bed now.

I love who I live with!

It all started with a shitty day at work. Now, I try not to curse. But this is really the only way to describe my day. So much to do and my phone wouldn't stop ringing. I couldn't get anything done. I left after 8 hours b/c I couldn't take it anymore. I wanted to stay for another hour, but I just couldn't. Daryl made fun of me as I was leaving.

"You better go home. You've got a lot of work ahead of you. Gotta do your hair. Makeup, girl."

He was referring to the Big City Rock concert tonight. I'm a very low maintenance girl. I don't wear much--if any--makeup. But tonight I thought I'd throw on a little powder. So, I come home after a short trip to the grocery store to find Faith in a sullen mood.

"I just broke up with Chris."

Leapin' Lizards!! She loves him. She wants to marry him. But he's been back and forth about whether he wants to be with her enough times that she went ahead and made the decision for him. This breaks my heart. I really love Chris. He's a great man. But Faith deserves someone who will love her, faults and all. So I invite her to come out with Cassy and I to the concert. She says yes. Things are back on track and starting to look up.

I guess I should mention I have a new roommate now. It is so much fun living with him. Again. For anonymity's sake, let us refer to him as The Magician (thank you, Hagrid!). OK, so TM comes home and Faith is in her room. He talks with me as I get ready. I put a little foundation on an out of control zit living on my chin. Why stop there? So I do up the whole shebang. Hair and makeup lookin' good. Faith invites TM to come with us. He agrees. As we are skipping out of the apartment, I note that this is our first night with the three of us hanging out. Faith notes that we are like Three's Company. What fun!

We have to stop by two banks and a grocery store (technically, the second bank was *in* the grocery store) to get cash and water and batteries for my camera. My camera. Ah, my camera. I get the batteries, only to learn that my camera is broken. If only it was after Christmas. My parents are getting me a digital video camera, which does me no good now. I am very upset about my camera. So we stop at a gas station to buy a $10 disposable one. Forcing me to spend money. Grr. We get to The Clubhouse in Tempe, and Big City Rock is not playing. They got snowed in wherever they were and couldn't make it. GRRRROOOWWWLLLLLLLLLLLL!

Faith suggests we eat at Pita Jungle, which I wanted to take TM to last time he was in town, but didn't have enough time. That was fun. We talk about movies, and Faith and I are pretty much going to make TM film all of our dumb ideas. Since I now have this crappy film camera, we take a picture with our waiter. I'm sure it will turn out horribly--all chins or foreheads. But whatever. Then we go to Kmart because Faith wants to buy a tree. We're there for a while, and had muchos fun times. More pictures are taken.

Now I'm back at home. Faith is putting up the tree. TM is doing calculus for fun. I am falling asleep at the computer. So, although things didn't work out the way I had planned, I really enjoyed spending time with my roommates. We had a crazy fun tonight.

*happy sigh*

I have been catching up with last season's shows on my Netflix. Lost was 7 discs. I'm watching the end of disc 6, knowing that another DVD was coming in the mail the next day. It was a good episode with a lot of cliff-hanging questions. What's going to happen to Kate, Sawyer, and Jack? Will Michael come back? How will Hurley change? I get the 7th disc the next day. It is just extras. I had apparently watched the season finale and not realized it. This has totally messed me up. I was watching the finale, thinking it was just another episode. I wasn't prepared mentally and emotionally for the cliffhanger. Now I want to go back and watch the last episode again, and appreciate it. It's like having a grandparent die. You just saw them yesterday, but you had no idea that was it. Maybe you would have paid more attention to the day you spent together if you had known it would be your last. You know?

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I've gone my whole life without seeing too many people vomit--perhaps three. Well, last week I about doubled my lifetime total. I took my parents to the airport, and as I was driving away, I noticed a woman squatting near the curb. Was she looking for something? What could it be? Just then, a torrent of gastric waste comes shooting out of her mouth. In a Saturday Night Live kinda way--except not funny. And Norm MacDonald wasn't about to eat it up. Then, on my way home from work a couple of days later, I noticed an elderly gentleman standing at an odd angle outside of his car. He was about 15 feet away from me in a parking lot and I was at a red light. Was he having a heart attack? Was he dizzy from standing up too fast? Nope. He was puking.

Seriously folks, let's try to keep the public displays of regurgitation to a minimum.

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I still think The Fragile is my AllTimeFavorite NIN album.

In the hallway outside of my work it smells like elmer's glue

Downstairs in the lobby it smells like applesauce.

The bathroom smells like pickles.

Someone ate an orange this morning near my desk. I like the smell of oranges.

I am back to hating Claire's dad.

The pixie girl redeemed herself when she wouldn't let Sylar get her gift.

January 22 is the day before my birthday.

Yesterday wore me out. I had NITA in the morning until about 4. That was so much fun! If they ask me to do it next year, I will come back for that weekend. I almost made one of the deposing lawyers cry. Then I had the PIF fundraiser at Jacque's. That went really well. Shane C and I made sure everyone had drinks and helped Jacque when she needed it. I was going to head to N&Bs to stay over so I could take my parents to the airport this morning. But I was beat. So I called and said I'd just head over early today, which I did. Got to spend some time with the folks and had breakfast. Then came home and took a nap.

I'm not feeling well. Don't want to go to the PIF meeting. Just kinda want to be by myself. Maybe a shower will help.