Office Space and were watching O Brother, Where Art Thou, I decided that if Meester Boogers were human, he’d be George Clooney in O Brother.
Then I sang “Iiiiiiiiiiii am the Stuuuuuuuuump of Constant Sorrowwwwwwwwww!”, which amused Fred to no end.
Further, we decided that Spanky would be Delmar (Tim Blake Nelson) due to his less than brilliant brain, and Miz Poo would be Pete (John Turturro) due to her temper. Heh.
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Saturday afternoon I was about 70 pages into
Desecration (book number (I think) 9 of the
Left Behind books), and I thought “My god, this book SUCKS, I don’t EVEN give a shit what happens to any of these people.” and then I realized I was rooting for the Anti-Christ, which is when I realized that life is just TOO FUCKING SHORT, and I tossed it and the other two books making up the rest of the series into the library donation box.
I felt like a MAJOR weight had been lifted off my shoulder. I was really dreading reading those books! Now I don’t gotta. Whee!
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I got a call from my doctor’s office this morning. They got the lab results back already, and they definitely got all of the precancerous stuff this time. THANK GOD, because the last frickin’ thing I want to do is go back and have MORE skin taken. My back throbbed all weekend long despite the Aleve I took, and this morning I woke up with my back itching so badly that I ended up getting out of bed and rubbing my back on the doorway to stop the itching.
Not to mention that the band-aid I gave Fred to put on my back yesterday morning (since I can’t actually reach the area) stuck so badly that when he took it off last night it left a big-ass welt where the sticky part had been. It hurt so badly that I about fell on the floor and burst into tears. Thank god I don’t have to keep it covered anymore! It’s still a bit sore and sensitive, though.
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This week’s pet store kitty pics are
here. There’s an absolute ton of kitten pictures. At one point I had seven kittens out running around in the cat room, and it was like a circus. Hilarious, too.
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Fred wants to see
Fahrenheit 9/11, but it’s not playing anywhere around here. In fact, the only places it’s playing in the entire state are Montgomery and Mobile, and both of those are way too far to drive. I guess we’ll have to wait ’til it comes out on DVD.
Speaking of movies, we watched a TON of movies this weekend, because it rained most of the time. We watched:
Office Space, O
Brother Where Art Thou,
Spartan (but turned it off after about ten minutes due to boredom),
Get Shorty,
The Meaning of Life,
Diggstown,
Touching the Void,
Nemo, and
The Hunted. Except for
Spartan they were all good in varying degrees (except for
Phantasm, but more about that in a minute), but the biggest surprise was
Touching the Void, which was far better than I’d expected. It had the definite feel of a documentary even though it wasn’t, and it actually, for about ten seconds, had me wanting to try mountain climbing myself. I got over that pretty quickly, but I highly recommend
Touching the Void.
As for
Phantasm, Fred rented it because he remembered it as being this REALLY good movie from 1979, but it sucked. At one point I looked up when “Mike” was on the screen, and said “He looks like Debra Winger.” For the rest of the movie every time Fred had to look at the kid, he laughed because the kid DOES look like Debra Winger. Rent the crappy-ass movie and see for yourself!
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“Iiiiiiiiiiii am the Stuuuuuuuuump of Constant Sorrowwwwwwwwww!”
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