| Last Week's Friday Five, Good Things!, Movies | [May. 12th, 2008|11:36 am] |
(This is a combination of what I was going to post on Friday but ran out of time for and today’s post.)
My horoscope on Friday was trying to warn me away from this:
There is a fanciful frenzy that is trying to lure you in to its madness. ... If it doesn't have real meaning for you, don't waste your time.
I don’t know, horoscope. That sounds like a fun time to me, especially since it’s Friday and fanciful frenzies can have a great deal of meaning for me. I think my horoscope writer is anti-Discordian.
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1. If you knew that you had only one day left to live, what would you do for the 24 hours?
What I would like to think I’d do:
A. Call my dad and see if he could meet me at DFW airport. Liquidate funds. Pack lipstick, mascara and tiara.
B. Get on the next available flight to NYC, arranging to meet my sister on the way to the airport, also call all my friends and tell them good bye and that I love them.
C. Find the best possible restaurant in NYC to eat lunch in, call and tell them I’m dying in 24 hours and try to get in; eat a fabulous lunch.
D. Get back on a plane to Bordeaux, France, hopefully with dad and sister tagging along. Go see where my parents lived when they were first married in the early 1950s. Eat fabulous French food and drink fabulous French wine.
E. Get on a red eye back to NYC. Go shopping for a ridiculous designer ballgown to die in and be buried in.
F. Write up a long LJ post telling you all how much I love you.
G. Eat another fabulous meal in NYC if there is time.
H. Die, stuffed with fabulous food and wearing ballgown and tiara.
H.1 - Look on from whatever afterlife there is and laugh with the people giggling over the dead fat chick in the ballgown and tiara.
What I would probably actually do:
A. Spend at least an hour arguing with however told me I was going to die in 24 hours.
B. Spend another hour or so throwing stuff and/or yelling at nobody.
C. Get online and post to LJ and everyone I know about how unfair and crappy it is that I’m going to die in 24 hours. Spend the next 6 hours alternatively distracting myself with websites that tell me I’m not going to die in 24 hours (free tarot at facade! WebMD! Etc.) and bitching in comments with people on my LJ post. I might even get on some sort of chat program and freak out there.
D. Grab whatever booze I have in my house and drink it. Also, eat all of whatever junk food I can find.
E. Post another bitchy, but now drunken post in my LJ. Beginning crying.
F. Realize that if I really am going to die I can wank with impunity. Post an incredibly wanky, embarrassing post and stupidly leave comments on.
G. Send some embarrasing, wanky emails to people.
H. Fall into bed in a drunken stupor. Still crying.
I. Not die.
J. Spend the next 6 months hiding in embarrassment and shame.
2. Do you think that life has meaning?
For most people, yes. In other words, yes, I believe most (but not necessarily all) humans were put here for a purpose or create for themselves a purpose.
3. What was your favourite childhood toy/object, or some of your favourites?
(Remember childhood according to the United Nations is anywhere from 0-18 years, so this is a fairly broad span of time).
I cannot choose just one. I’d say either my Lite Brite, or the creepy crawlers thing, or possibly the paper doll my aunt gave me that I used to design clothes for.
4. When you clasp your hands, do you put your right thumb over your left thumb, or your left thumb over your right thumb?
Right thumb over left thumb.
5. If you had to teach the most ignorant person on earth the most difficult thing you have ever learned, how would you go about doing it?
I would first try to find out if they were a visual, aural, or kinetic learner and then write out a plan that used which ever of those worked for them. The plan would incorporate going over it multiple times together and letting them work through it themselves using which ever method works for them. I would also try to use the praise-critique-praise method of feedback.
Today is my weekly weigh-in and I always feel nervous and stressed out before it, because what if I haven’t lost any weight, or have lost less than I feel I should have. I know that’s not a good way of thinking and that some weeks I won’t see the number on the scale go down, even though I’ve done all the right things. So to help me stay motivated and not stress out over the numbers, I’m going to try doing something new on Mondays. In addition to weighing, I’m going to remind myself of how my life is better this week since I started eating healthier food and getting some exercise.
Good Things:
1. I have nice new New Balance sneakers and they don’t hurt my feet!
2. Walking up to Central Market yesterday was more of a fun thing than a chore.
3. I don’t sleep in on Saturday anymore, so I have more time to get things done on the weekends. And I’m not sleeping in because I sleep better during the week.
4. I rewarded myself this weekend with new music for my MP3 player, so tonight I have a bunch of new music to work out to.
5. I made turkey loaf I actually like this weekend! (I don’t usually like turkey.)
6. I almost never have acid reflux anymore.
7. In addition to new shoes, I have also ordered some new work out clothes. I ordered them a size smaller than I’ve been wearing for the last year or so and I think they are going to fit just fine by the time they get here (since all my clothes are really loose on me now).
8. I’ve met some really cool people over on The Daily Plate and gotten lots of good advice and ideas from them. (They are responsible for the yummy turkey loaf, btw).
9. I drink enough water every day, and I generally enjoy drinking it.
10. My fingernails are stronger!
Weekend Movies
The Laws of Attraction
Blah blah blah. As RomComs go, this one’s pretty bad. The only good thing about this movie is watching Parker Posey and Michael Sheen as celebrity divorce clients. Pierce Brosnan and Julianne Moore are completely wasted in the leads and the main storyline is cringe-worthy awful. Oh, I liked Frances Fisher as the society divorcee mom a lot, too. The three minor characters seriously steal the movie from the leads. I read a catalog during Brosnan and Moore’s scenes together after suffering through the first two.
Chak De! India
Netflix recced this to me because I tend to like sports movies, and more specifically girl’s sports movies. This one’s about the Indian National Women’s Hockey team going to the World Cup. (Field hockey, not ice hockey). It was a better version of the underdog story than most and the characters are really appealing. And it left me slashing Preeti/Komal as a fun rival OTP. (Also, they are both adorable.) It was a little on the long side, and if you don’t like underdog sports stories, you probably would not like this movie. But if you like them at all, this movie’s a real winner.
I hope everyone who celebrates it had a lovely Mother’s Day.
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