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HOLY CRAP, THAT MOVIE WAS AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!!! I seriously didn't want it to end. Please note my abundant use of exclamation points if you don't believe how awesome that movie was. The other three movies I liked a lot but there were times when I did wish they would finally end. That did not happen with Goblet of Fire. Two and a half hours wasn't long enough. It could've been twice that long. (Although the excruciating Yule Ball scenes could have been cut. And there was entirely too much focus on those creepy Yellow Submarine-esque twins. Ick, twins are creepy. There, my two criticisms of the film: bad party music and creepy twins.)

I am so, so, so, so, so, so fucking sleepy right now. Cab comes in an hour.

Edited to add: One more criticism: Can Alan Rickman please, please, please, please, please have more than 3 lines in the next movie? His tiny scenes were effective (the one where he rolls up his sleeves to comic effect is easily my favourite scene in the film) but tragically brief. They'd better not skimp on the Occlumency scenes in the next movie.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 4:16 AM | shower me with attention

Friday, November 18, 2005

Oh, crap.

I am a world class asshole.

Happy belated birthday, Andrew. I was sick. Swear to god, I was hopped up on Nyquil all day long. I am so, so sorry. I will bring you back something super-awesome from Japan.

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Tomorrow: JAPAN!

Tonight: Harry Potter!

I'm not planning to sleep tonight. I hope I don't fall asleep in the movie. I figure I'll get home around 3 am, wash my hair, and then fall asleep ten minutes before the cab arrives at 5:30 and be rudely awakened.

Good times!

I'm back on Sunday evening the 27th. Not taking my computer. I'll miss it.

I hope I don't think about work too much, I seem to think about work a lot in the off hours. Which is just ridiculous. But I feel guilty being away because except for J I do my job better than anyone else there.

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Thursday, November 17, 2005

Gina and Cheryl and erin are friends with a city councilman. They were volunteers for his campaign and they all became friends (he's particularly fond of Gina.) I only met him once and I was shamed because I wasn't (and still am not) registered to vote in NJ yet. But I agree with them that he is quite the hotty mchotson.

He just called Gina and asked why we weren't at tonight's DFA meeting. (Gina caught my cold, Cheryl was supposed to work and I was supposed to have dinner with Kit tonight but I crapped out to come home and pack for Japan.) In return, she asked him to kindly bring us all some herbal tea because we're all sick.

HA HA! It worked! Cute guy is coming over to bring us tea!

(We all sprang up to put on bras and/or makeup. Ha ha, poor sick girls.)

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Wednesday, November 16, 2005

Fine, then I'll talk about what just transpired at Penthouse 54.

Gina, home early to go to her class on Tuesday, got all caught up in an episode of Oprah about bras. She was so engrossed that she Tivoed it. Apparently, none of us are wearing the right bra, and Oprah is here to help.

So the three of us are sitting here watching it and get caught up in the drama and Gina suddenly pauses the tv and demands I get out my tape measure and we measure our ribcages.

Gina is screaming, "She won't stop touching the titties!" at the tv and Cheryl is trying to make the metal tape measure wrap around her chest and I'm marveling that Oprah's right, I'm wearing the band one size too big and the cups are probably a size or two too small.

Oh, Oprah, you've changed our lives yet again!

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Tuesday, November 15, 2005

Oh god, I think I've finally developed an immunity to Nyquil.

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Monday, November 14, 2005

Oh, okay, now I'm sick. Great.

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Sunday, November 13, 2005

Jen P (I can't link her real blog because it's a secret) is coming over in a couple hours.

This makes me think of how much I used to live my life on the internet and what good friendships I've let fall to the wayside by my inability to sit in front of the computer for very long anymore (thanks to the whole sitting-at-a-computer-all-day that is my work life.)

Man. I had some great friendships. Hours and hours in chat rooms laughing our asses off. It's odd to me that I haven't seen Jen in about 6 years, and that I've really only met her "in person" twice (I think.) That's weird. She was the first person I saw Scott Thompson perform with; Ade and I went to L.A. and had meals at that diner, and Book Soup, and hung out in the Shmardilla apartment while Ge(nius)rard read our tarot cards. (He was into Asstrology. That's what he called it.) And after the Newsradio taping Ade and I went to (or maybe it was before), Jen P came to our hotel and we watched a Star Trek TNG episode in our room together. "Tapestry". And we played lots of Word at a Time-- in person. To break the ice. And we went to some coffee place with Caroline and I spilled mocha on myself.

I miss Ade.

Anyway... so... then I haven't seen Jen in six years and we haven't emailed much becuase she moved to Japan and kept moving her blog around and then she got married to an Australian and moved to New York and I didn't call her for two months because I don't call anyone ever and I think the Effexor has stopped working because I don't want to see or talk to anyone ever. (Honestly, the only thing that excites me is the thought of a trip to Disney World, or a new Kids in the Hall tour. You know, the oldies.)

Then she guilt-tripped me in my blog comments and I finally invited her over, because I love her. Do you know, she's seen my sister more recently than I have? How surreal is that?

What was the point of this ramble?

Oh, I know: I don't miss the sitting in front of the computer for 12 hours a day and sleeping the other 12, but I miss the laughing. And I miss my friends. Cyberfriends are real and we spent a lot of quality time together.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 4:10 PM | shower me with attention

Oh, okay, I guess I haven't mentioned it here if some people don't know about it-- I'm going to Japan! Next Saturday, and coming back the following Sunday!

I'm seeing Kirsten!!!!!!!!!!

I'm also going to see my friend Naomi (who I haven't seen since that magical trip to Montreal in 2001) and... that's it for the people I know in Japan. (Jen Shmardilla lives HERE now. She's coming over for dinner tonight! I should go buy food.)

Um-- Japan! Yeah! I guess I'm excited about it, I'm more into sleep than travel but that's probably more an exhaustion/insomnia/depression thing than a personality thing because I have been to many cool places and enjoyed them all, so Japan will be a new and exciting adventure. In jet lag.

Also: no Thanksgiving dinner. Good thing Andrew made that turkey last month.

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