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+ Just back from seeing The Cave with [Bad username or site: johnnybvo / @ livejournal.com]. I can usually think of at least one nice thing to say about a movie but that flick had no redeemable qualities whatsoever. I only went for the Cole, and my boy was largely ACCENTLESS. Wtf is the point of putting Cole Hauser in your movie and toning down his accent, people? [Bad username or site: johnnybvo / @ livejournal.com] and I laughed a lot, and not in that this movie is so bad it's fun way. In the dear god, why did we spend money on this? way. So yeah, if you're looking for your annual Cole Hauser hit, pull Pitch Black off the shelf. You get the same basic scary, flying killing things after a small group in the dark plotline, sans all the...you know, shitty movie.
+ Killing time before the game, my bro and I watched Lost and Invasion. Eddie Cibrian and I are not getting on this weekend. I thought Invasion was mindnumbling boring. And I think Lost and I might be over, because seriously, wtf. (I'm strangely comfortable with that though. I really loved the first 80% of the first season. It was fun while it had me.) Hell, the hour-long drama and I might be done until Deadwood comes back next year. Nothing's grabbing me right now. I feel oddly fandomless. I mean, there's BSG and to a lesser extent SG-1, but they're not fandoms for me like I'm used to doing fandom.
+ Watching baseball this weekend from home has been weird -- my brother and my dad, still virulently anti-Mussina and anti-any NYY success, are both actively rooting for a Sox sweep this weekend. So yet more wtf. During yesterday's game, they showed footage from earlier in the day of B-Rob in civvies catching up with Ortizzle behind the batting cage. No great big bear hug this time, sadly for me, though I'm sure Brian and his sling appreciated that. It amuses me to think that Ortizzle has sort of adopted B-Rob since he comes attached to Miggy ^_~
+ So, so, so glad I decided to come home this weekend. Williamsburg gets so claustrophobic. I always find it funny when I come home and my mother makes happy note of how I've lost weight and reminds me that this is the age to keep it off, meanwhile my dad always feels the need to remark that I look sickly and need to eat.
+ Read in the paper this morning that Daniel Craig and Nicole Kidman begin filming in Baltimore for 45 days starting Monday (A project formerly titled Invasion, now going by The Visiting). Yay team us! This makes me feel all tingly. I don't know why, since usually Baltimore is standing in for somewhere else. But the piece said this time we get to stay Baltimore, so that's cool. I'm of half a mind to try and stalk Mr. Craig on Monday; I'd love to have him autograph my copy of Enduring Love. And I'd like to see just what shade of blue his eyes are IRL. I won't with the stalking though, because stalking is bad, kids. And I don't have the patience for it.
+ I caught up with my flist while I had access to a comp and did another friends cut, even though it's only been 20 days since my last cut. Still trying to find that optimum balance given how hellish this semester has been.
+ (Justice League is on right now. Glad they moved it back to 10pm. Glad they're back to showing 2 eps back to back. Still annoyed that they're sticking with the Unlimited business.)
+ Killing time before the game, my bro and I watched Lost and Invasion. Eddie Cibrian and I are not getting on this weekend. I thought Invasion was mindnumbling boring. And I think Lost and I might be over, because seriously, wtf. (I'm strangely comfortable with that though. I really loved the first 80% of the first season. It was fun while it had me.) Hell, the hour-long drama and I might be done until Deadwood comes back next year. Nothing's grabbing me right now. I feel oddly fandomless. I mean, there's BSG and to a lesser extent SG-1, but they're not fandoms for me like I'm used to doing fandom.
+ Watching baseball this weekend from home has been weird -- my brother and my dad, still virulently anti-Mussina and anti-any NYY success, are both actively rooting for a Sox sweep this weekend. So yet more wtf. During yesterday's game, they showed footage from earlier in the day of B-Rob in civvies catching up with Ortizzle behind the batting cage. No great big bear hug this time, sadly for me, though I'm sure Brian and his sling appreciated that. It amuses me to think that Ortizzle has sort of adopted B-Rob since he comes attached to Miggy ^_~
+ So, so, so glad I decided to come home this weekend. Williamsburg gets so claustrophobic. I always find it funny when I come home and my mother makes happy note of how I've lost weight and reminds me that this is the age to keep it off, meanwhile my dad always feels the need to remark that I look sickly and need to eat.
+ Read in the paper this morning that Daniel Craig and Nicole Kidman begin filming in Baltimore for 45 days starting Monday (A project formerly titled Invasion, now going by The Visiting). Yay team us! This makes me feel all tingly. I don't know why, since usually Baltimore is standing in for somewhere else. But the piece said this time we get to stay Baltimore, so that's cool. I'm of half a mind to try and stalk Mr. Craig on Monday; I'd love to have him autograph my copy of Enduring Love. And I'd like to see just what shade of blue his eyes are IRL. I won't with the stalking though, because stalking is bad, kids. And I don't have the patience for it.
+ I caught up with my flist while I had access to a comp and did another friends cut, even though it's only been 20 days since my last cut. Still trying to find that optimum balance given how hellish this semester has been.
+ (Justice League is on right now. Glad they moved it back to 10pm. Glad they're back to showing 2 eps back to back. Still annoyed that they're sticking with the Unlimited business.)
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