White ghettos paint a picture.
Holy shit, I'm long overdue for an update. Since I don't bombard my LJ with quizzes and memes, it gets pretty empty in here. :P
First item of business, I went to see Sin City last Saturday with Kasey, Amanda (it was mine and her idea to begin with :P), Ian, Whitley, and some other folks. I had heard great things from everyone prior to the movie, and not even 30 minutes in, I realized what they were on about. Holy shit, Sin City is the epitome of kickass. I've never read the comic, but it didn't matter, because I was blown away just as bad. Mickey Rourke's character, Marv, made the movie. Holy fuck, what an incredible badass. Within the first 10 minutes of his story, he evaded like 20 cops, and jumped through the fucking windshield of a black-and-white. That's more badass than an entire picture usually has to offer. I loved Elijah Wood's character, Kevin, just because he was a creepy motherfucker. Although, it was satisfying to see him get his face punched off by Marv. Goddamn, I need to see this movie again, and so do all of you.
Today's Writer's Craft class was the last one led by Ms. Gibbings (student teacher), and needless to say, a certain someone and I couldn't be happier. Ms. Gibbings butchered the class so bad. Timed writing and field writing were eliminated to make room for pointless busywork. Most brutal was the short story study, which was introduced when she first started, but I'm sure she had a hand in it. Luckily, we'll all be gone before she becomes a full-fledged teacher. The student teacher in Geography (the hell if I remember her name) isn't as bad, but she needs to think before she speaks sometimes. More or less, she accused Courtney Rankin of being a druggie. "I need to collect this textbook, I don't want you selling it for drug money." Yeah, okay.
Thanks to Whitley, I'm slowing becoming a DDR player. Damn you, Whitley. :P I think I might invest in it though, because I've been looking for a practical method of exercise, and it's a vidjea game, so why not? My manhood appears to be in operation, so becoming a bead-wearing fruitcake as a result isn't a concern. :P
I was playing through LttP the past couple days, and I noticed a few things I never have before:
That's about it for me. Next update I'll steal Emily's idea and post a song. :P
sei ruhig, schlampe
First item of business, I went to see Sin City last Saturday with Kasey, Amanda (it was mine and her idea to begin with :P), Ian, Whitley, and some other folks. I had heard great things from everyone prior to the movie, and not even 30 minutes in, I realized what they were on about. Holy shit, Sin City is the epitome of kickass. I've never read the comic, but it didn't matter, because I was blown away just as bad. Mickey Rourke's character, Marv, made the movie. Holy fuck, what an incredible badass. Within the first 10 minutes of his story, he evaded like 20 cops, and jumped through the fucking windshield of a black-and-white. That's more badass than an entire picture usually has to offer. I loved Elijah Wood's character, Kevin, just because he was a creepy motherfucker. Although, it was satisfying to see him get his face punched off by Marv. Goddamn, I need to see this movie again, and so do all of you.
Today's Writer's Craft class was the last one led by Ms. Gibbings (student teacher), and needless to say, a certain someone and I couldn't be happier. Ms. Gibbings butchered the class so bad. Timed writing and field writing were eliminated to make room for pointless busywork. Most brutal was the short story study, which was introduced when she first started, but I'm sure she had a hand in it. Luckily, we'll all be gone before she becomes a full-fledged teacher. The student teacher in Geography (the hell if I remember her name) isn't as bad, but she needs to think before she speaks sometimes. More or less, she accused Courtney Rankin of being a druggie. "I need to collect this textbook, I don't want you selling it for drug money." Yeah, okay.
Thanks to Whitley, I'm slowing becoming a DDR player. Damn you, Whitley. :P I think I might invest in it though, because I've been looking for a practical method of exercise, and it's a vidjea game, so why not? My manhood appears to be in operation, so becoming a bead-wearing fruitcake as a result isn't a concern. :P
I was playing through LttP the past couple days, and I noticed a few things I never have before:
That's about it for me. Next update I'll steal Emily's idea and post a song. :P
sei ruhig, schlampe