I Want To Be The Girl That Puts The Oil On Brad Pitt.

wearing: pink joe boxer jammies, slippers, towel on my head (also pink).
eating: drinking strawberry kiwi frutopia. oh, sorry, raspberry kiwi karma, actually. They think they're so cool coming up with all those fruity names... heyyy! The names are fruity like the beverages!! ...I get it now...
whoa. Talk about nirvana.
listening to: some screamo/punk rock shenanigans coming from the TV.

(I looked 'shenanigans' up on thesaurus.com and here's what I found - some synonyms for the word 'shenanigans' include; hanky-panky, funny business, monkey business, and skulduggery.)

I watched 'Wag the Dog' for the second time tonight. The first time I watched it was in Media class, because I was expected to do an assignment on it, but instead I fell asleep. When I awoke, I was still expected to do an assignment on it, so, here I am! ...It was actually a lot more interesting from the Durham perspective.

(I just found out a synonym for 'skulduggery' is 'jiggery-pokery' - innit great!?! :-D I kid you not.)

Today The Father, Jake the Snake and I went to Owen Sound to see 'Troy'. It wasn't bad, though a couple scenes really bothered me because Helen of Troy's make-up was uneven. One eye was perfect, but somebody forgot to do eyeliner under her right eye, and that just totally ruined the effect for me. You know what? It ruined the whole movie for me!! In six months when I hear 'Troy' being mentioned, ten bucks says all I'll remember is the girl with the funny make-up. Even though you practically saw both Orlando Bloom and Brad Pitt's peckers, (not in the same scene, unfortunately) I'll remember that little touch of eyeliner that someone forgot.
The thing that didn't satisfy me about the movie was you never found out what the hell happened to Helen, Paris, Hectar's Wife or any of the important people! Last you saw of them they were running through an underground tunnel. Hell, for all it's worth they could have run into the Ninja Turtles. ...It just doesn't. make. sense.

I nearly lost my most precious possession last night! My Celtic cross. The tiny piece of metal that holds the pendant to the chain has been lose for a while now, and there wasn't much I could really do about it so I just left it. Last night when I stood up to make that familiar journey to the refrigorator, I felt something slip down my back, and it was the pendant. Oh no!! Now I can't wear it until I find somebody to fix it... :-( Lucky I left it at home during the canoe trip though.

*yawns*

Time for nite-nite!

xoxo





[ jig·ger·y-pok·er·y ( P ) Pronunciation Key (jg-r-pk-r)
n.
Underhand scheming or behavior: “By some legalor perhaps illegal jiggery-pokery, he could declare the election void” (John Hughes). ]