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Arthur

When you think of "Arthur", do you think of an aardvark with glasses? This movie's much better than that. If you enjoy British humor, Russell Brand, or wild and crazy ideas (Like buying out the entirety of Grand Central Station for a date), then this is a must-see for you.

By the way, Helen Mirren was great here.
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Portal... 2?

2011-04-20

I am a novelist.  By definition, this means I write novels.  In colloquial terms, this means I write.  I use my imagination to create things an ordinary, stagnant human being can't (And believe me, there are a lot of ordinary, stagnant people.  How many of you are couch potatoes?)  Allow me to use this extraordinary mind of mine to break down the essence of Portal 2 for you:

This long-awaited sequel is, in essence, Portal.

Okay, I admit: I was looking forward to solving a couple more puzzles after I cracked my wrists and watched GlaDOS extinguish a candle on a cake (For those of you who don't like spoilers, suck it.)  They were fun.  Not challenging, not easy.  Average.  Just like your everyday gamer's intelligence.  I thusly expected an average story and got one, then rode easily on my boyfriend's fanboyish excitement for Portal 2, which, funny enough, was coming out the next day.

When I started, I played Co-Op, and that gave me high hopes for the rest of the game.  We (That is, my boyfriend and I) spent somewhere close to three hours horsing around with Atlas and P-Body, managing to have fun despite the fact that it was...  Oh, four or five in the morning.  I do consider the Co-Op version of  the game a huge success, and I look forward to actually completing the campaign, should I have the time.

The single-player mode, to my discovery, was a huge disappointment.  Let me show you what I mean:


Look familiar?  It really shouldn't.

Portal 2 is a downright copy of its predecessor, right down to the...  Well, I can't tell you that, since most of my readers haven't even finished the game yet.  Suffice to say there are very little surprises here, and the ones that exist...  Leave much to be desired.  Essentially, you are paying $40-$60 for a total remake with one or two new characters, the same soundtrack, and larger (But unfortunately, not more complicated) puzzles.  Don't get me wrong, you will giggle, and the characters are still charming, but the OMFG-COOL plot and the OH-SHIT game mechanics have died and passed on to the Aperture Science Facilities in the sky.  I hope you like reruns, because that's what I paid for.

By the way, in case any of you are wondering what I think a REAL sequel is like, it should be something like:


Sonic Adventure and Sonic Adventure 2: Battle (He's on a beach.  Eggman is in space.  ZOMG DIFFERENT SETTINGS ARE WIN.)

Or...


In case you're wondering, YES, Phantom Hourglass IS a sequel to Wind Waker.

In short, meloves, VIDEO GAMES CAN HAVE AMAZING SEQUELS.  You just have to root out the ones that don't.  Or, continue playing until you become a mindless drone -- something I'm sure many people are doing with Mortal Kombat right now.  Portal and its successor are all good and fun, but in the future, Valve, please attempt to give me something new to do instead of sit and shoot holes at things.

(On a side note, the game theme song isn't as good as Portal's original "Still Alive', either.)
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What Can One Do...?

2011-04-14

In my position, it's difficult and frankly painful to think of any way to be able to "move around" in terms of careers.  I fucked myself over not getting a job in high school, and I know that.  I shouldn't have depended on my mother to get me through Columbia or Triton.  But I think I've finally come up with a solid plan.

Working at the airlines isn't the most glamorous job.  The thing is, it gives you a lot of flexibility.  As an agent, I'd be able to switch days, take vacation, etc.  This means I'd at least be able to obtain an online degree, which I'd love to get in either Journalism or Editing.  With that under my belt, I'm thinking I'd blog in my free time -- probably travel blogging, should time permit.  It just makes sense since the traveling technically would be free and I wouldn't have to put much effort into it.

Fifteen years under the head of an airline gets you a pension.  I really don't mind that at all, since it's been advised to me that two pensions is better than one for some reason.  If ever I decide that the airlines isn't for me after that point, I can (And probably will) quit to pursue a career in Journalism, Editing, Publishing, or even Writing.  I think I'd be set for life then.

So, to sum it up:

-Obtain a career in an airline (This is the one foot in the door that I know I have)
-Get an online degree in Journalism, Editing, or Publishing
-Blog in your free time to get your foot in the door (For writing)
-If you wish, quit the airlines, obtain the pension (~15 years of work), and use your news articles from blogging to obtain a career in the writing industry.

Sound like a solid plan?  I hope it is.
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The Shit You Do...

2011-04-11

I woke up today thinking 'I need to be with TJ today.'  Not for my benefit, not for his. For ours.  I felt horrible after this weekend - we'd had such terrible fights that our time together ended on a bittersweet note.  Now, I've been kicked out of my boyfriend's house and am currently sitting in a parking lot waiting for the sun to rise because frankly, I have nowhere else to go. The only thing I can do is write, sort out my feelings and move when the cops tell me to. While I'm here, I guess I should be productive and fill you in.

It started out fine. I felt like we were gonna move on from what we had done after all those make ups. I told myself, and him, that the reason I was here was to support him. Fair enough?

He got sick. We were okay in the car. We were okay until that conversation. It all went wrong there.  And from this point, there is no fairer way to sort this out than by factually stating everything that happened.

Point: he's sick and didn't need that
Point: I would have kept it to myself if he hadn't asked

Score: TJ. He asked, and it was against better judgment to tell him when I know he erupts when he's sick.

Point: I don't know the situation
Point: the problem wasn't about carmen at all.

Score: TJ/1, Cat/1. He assumed I was sticking up for her but he knows better than to do that. I don't stick up for people I don't know. The problem was about how his reaction might reflect on our relationship.

Point: Ludicrous.
Point: WTF.

Score: TJ/1, Cat/2. Here's where the fun starts. True, maybe he didn't mean that my problem was stupid, but the way he phrased it ["This is ludicrous."] Was pretty bad, and he didn't elaborate on the fact that it wasn't me until the end. I have reason to go WTF here. He told me he would stop, and he didn't.

Point: Eviction
Point: THAT is ludicrous

Score: TJ/2, Cat/2. Technically, I should have gone. But it was irritating how he wasn't seeing my side of the story, just what he assumed I was saying.

Point: listen to me
Point: listen to me

Score: TJ/3, Cat/3. We both should have listened. I tried, but felt he didn't.

Point: I already know what you're gonna say, I don't wanna hear anymore because its stupid
Point: you asked me the question and you don't know what I was gonna say at all

Score: TJ/3, Cat/4. He did ask me a question. He then threw the incomplete answer in my face without hearing me out.

Point: you're being pathetic
Point: let me stay

Score: TJ/3, Cat/5. This would go to TJ because yes, begging him to stay isn't exactly cool in my book either. But at this point it feels like manipulation on his part, because he knew I had nowhere to go.  If I leave my house and don't come back before midnight, I simply can't go back until the next day. Both the way he acted in kicking me out and the way he was talking to me felt very close to abuse, and I don't take kindly to my loved one calling me pathetic.

Point: you're trying to control me
Point: no I'm not

Score: TJ/ 3, Cat/6. I don't even know how that leap was made. If anyone was controlling anyone it was him controlling me.

Point: you're being childish
Point: no I'm not

Score: TJ/4, Cat/6. I'm giving him this one because I don't really think I was, but maybe I was from his POV. That iisnt the same as being called pathetic though. That was uncalled for.

Point: you're paranoid
Point: I'm concerned about our relationship

Score: TJ/4, Cat/7. He's right, this would be paranoia under any normal circumstance. But, considering the fact that hes been calling my problems ludicrous since we got back together and we seem to not have solved that problem yet, I have a right to be scared for us. Seeing him smile and be generally amused by all that makes me wonder. It makes me wonder how long it will be before he starts thinking that way, too. That was my issue.

Point: if you can be a civil human being and you call me in 15 minutes, you can come upstairs.
Point: I was being reasonable

Score: TJ/4, Cat/8. Let's look back. I didn't tell him to shut up after asking him a question. I didn't call him pathetic. I didn't tell him I would call the cops on him and I certainly didn't kick him out. Who is being unreasonable here?

There are certainly more points here, which I may or may not add. The point really is... is this the man I want to spend my life with?

He called me pathetic.
He told me to shut up.
He triied to tell me I was controlling or manipulating him
He called me childish
He didn't listen to me at all
He didn't stop calling anything ludicrous
He called me paranoid
He assumed I was going to "some guys house" to sleep if michelle wasn't home
He told me I had "a long way to go"
And, most importantly, he kicked me out in the middle of the night when he wasn't sure I had a place to go.

Why did he do this?

He wanted to sleep.

...what does that say to you?

His health and well being are important to me. I was willing to hold out on telling him my problem so we could sleep together. I was even willing to let him be right. Well, almost willing.

My health and well being, on the other hand, don't seem to matter.

I still don't have a place to go, by the way.

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Wedding Days are Far Away...

2011-04-04

...Yet here I am, planning one. >>;;.

For sanity's sake, things I need to keep track of and decisions I need to make:

WEDDING DATE:
June 30, 2013

WEDDING THEME:
Geeky/Gamer/Otaku-type-things (I think...  I think I got attached to having a Zelda-themed wedding.  Dispater help me.)

WEDDING CAKE:
Red Velvet

WEDDING PLANNER (TBD, if needed):
Lola Event Productions

WEDDING MUSIC:
Toast and Jam DJ's 

WEDDING STATIONERY:
Graceful Bamboo
Float + Celebrate
Two Cranes
Love Grade
Story Book

I don't seem to like any of these, and only the Two Cranes or Story Book ones really fit the bill on anything even remotely "Fantasy" like.  I might rescind that statement for "Graceful Bamboo", but for now, keep looking.

WEDDING DRESSES:
Maggie Sottero's "Marion"
Maggie Sottero's "Amara Royale"
Red and White (From David's Bridal)

WEDDING FAVORS:
LOVE Keyboard Magnets
"We Clicked" Mousepads

CEREMONY SITES:
The Ivy Room
The Signature Room
A New Leaf
Galleria Marchetti

PHOTOGRAPHY:
Essence Photo and Video
Timothy Whaley & Associates

HONEYMOON:
Japan
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How to Forget the Past

2011-03-28

Forget
Forget
Forget
Forget
Forget
Forget
Forget
Forget

I'm going to get bored of writing this.

Forget
Forget
Forget
Forget

I really don't need or want to carve this into my arm.  But it feels as though it's necessary right now.

Forgive yourself.
Forgive everyone else.

Let it go.  Let it die.  If you want a future then the past has to be accepted and properly buried.

But how do you go about that?

How are you supposed to forget..  What you've done?  How are you supposed to forget words like "Our past...  Sucked."?  How?  How do you forget pain, and sadness, and worry and rage and love and fortitude, and everything in-between?

Forget.  Forget.  Forget.  Forget.  Forget.  Forget.  Forget.  Forget.

I don't really know how to do this.

Can someone force themselves to forget shit?

Of course they can...  I did it...  But then it came back.  I hope it doesn't always come back.  I don't know what else to do.  I guess this is what blogs are for.

Five year olds don't remember much because they're distracted.  Maybe I should distract myself.  But I can only distract myself so much.

Forget the words.  He loves you.
Forget London.  She doesn't matter.
Forget what you've done.  You'll correct it now.
Forget the cheating.  You won't do it again.

If our past sucked so bad, then...  What else do I have left to hold on to?
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Backtracking Facebook Posts is a Bad Idea.

Of course, no one really should eavesdrop.  It's a very bad, bad habit of mine that I need to break but...  You can't help bloody doing that if one of your friends suddenly tells you "Oh, I thought the MAN THAT YOU LOVE THE MOST IN THE WORLD is dating ONE OF THE PEOPLE YOU HATE MOST IN THE WORLD right now."

I don't...  What?  What is this?

So naturally I slip into one of my older habits (Because...  Apparently old habits die harder than I thought they did, but I haven't done this for quite some time, so sue me.  It's not like it's a growing resurgence) and check Facebook for a while.

Well like I said, no one hears anything good about themselves when eavesdropping.

Not only (Surprise) do I find something between the two of them (Which I'm inclined to believe him for, but, still, some pieces don't seem to add up here), but of course find less-than-desirable info.

These...  They're understandable.  I was a bitch and an idiot.  I guess even the thing with London should be understandable since...  He was unattached...  It shouldn't even really get to me this much but...  I can't help but...  I don't even know.  Wonder if they're having weird fucking makeout sessions?  Having sex, even?  I can't bear to think like that but anyone who reads this blog knows me, and they know my insecurities.  I just...  Want to know what happened.  I can tell from the wall post that SOMETHING happened...  I just want him to be honest so I can move on with this BS...   Because...

ummm so times in the rain..good times hope you think of those pimpin' times today and they make it a great day. Have a good day....btw HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!
August 25, 2010 at 12:49am 
T.j. Reilly Ha, wow, thanks London, good times indeed. And thanks for the reminder of course. 
August 25, 2010 at 1:06am ·
 
London Prater no prob...our little secert 
August 25, 2010 at 1:07am ·

What exactly are you supposed to think about that?

Just...  What?  You can't think shit, that's what.  And you're paralyzed because you wonder what exactly is going on here. 

Again, this shouldn't even fucking bother me...  But it does.  I just can't...  I hate feeling like I wasn't the only one to him even though that's...  Stupid.  Even though I never did move on, I did date other people... 

The other thing...  I don't even know.  It was my fault.  All my fault.  And I know that.  I can't get over the fact that I basically forced the love of my life to hide from me.  I should never have done that and...  Well, I was stupid.  But...  It's hard to see.  It's hard to go backward on Facebook, tell yourself that this really isn't something you should do and then just keep pressing because you're curious as to what he's done without you...  Things you could have and should have shared with him that you never did.  That shit fucking hurts like hell.

I talked with him about all of this and, well, understandably, he was pissed at me.  I guess I'd be pissed too if I couldn't go to sleep and I was tired and hurting.  I just...  Wanted to get the matter from him straight and he just came off like I was accusing him of everything.  I wasn't...  I just...  Wanted to talk about it.  I was so upset with London and with myself that I wasn't even sure if I should cry or laugh at the absurdity. >>;;  I did end up crying though, a little...  Mostly because he sounded so mad at me. 

Just...  I want this thing with London to stop.  I want to know what went on between them because I have a niggling feeling that this is one of those "I-need-to-lie-to-you-to-protect-you" things and I really don't want to be protected...  I came clean with the cheating business and I just...  If such is the case, and even if it isn't, I hope he does the same.  It's driving me nuts.  It makes me waver when I think "I want to marry this man".  It makes me...  Break a little.

On another note, the whole backtracking thing...  Shit...  I missed so much.  And I feel so goddamn horrible it isn't even funny.  It's not funny that I forced him into this position but it's also deeply hurtful that he felt he really did have to hide his life from me.  I wish I wasn't such an idiot.  And I wish I had treated him better.  That, at least, I guess...  I can lay to rest.  Simply by saying that I will treat him better.  No question. 

He thinks I'm worrying about the past with all this...  But...  I'm not...  I'm really worrying about the future and how shaky I'll end up being...  I'm worried about how long this bullcrap with London will keep popping up before I can stop looking over my shoulder for her...  I mean hell, I'd JUST got over that BS before we broke up the first time and now here it is again, trying to ruin my goddamn fucking awesome relationship.

I just...  Don't know.  I don't know who to turn to because it's obviously bad to talk to him about this, since he's very sensitive about the subject, but...  Who else do I go to...?
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30 Day Song Challenge, Duly Noted.

2011-03-15

I think it's only for my sanity, but I've decided that it'd probably be smart to see what my answers are when I start this, just in case I start it again.  So, starting from February 25, 2011:

DAY OO1
 
[MY FAVORITE SONG]: Shake It, by Metro Station
DAY OO2
 [MY LEAST FAVORITE SONG]: Hey There Delilah, by The Plain White T's
DAY OO3
 [A SONG THAT MAKES ME HAPPY]: Waka Waka (Time for Africa), by Shakira
DAY OO4
 [A SONG THAT MAKES ME SAD]: Ticket to Heaven, by Three Doors Down
DAY OO5
 [A SONG THAT REMINDS ME OF SOMEONE]: Swing Life Away, by Rise Against
DAY OO6
 [A SONG THAT REMINDS ME OF SOMEWHERE]: Over the Hills and Far Away, by Nightwish
DAY OO7
 [A SONG THAT REMINDS ME OF A CERTAIN EVENT]: The Fight Song, by Marilyn Manson
DAY OO8
 [A SONG THAT I KNOW ALL THE WORDS TO]: Kingdom for a Heart, by Sonata Arctica
 DAY OO9
 [A SONG THAT I CAN DANCE TO]: Stamp on the Ground, by The Italo Brothers
DAY O1O
 [A SONG THAT MAKES ME FALL ASLEEP]: Victoria's Secret, by Sonata Arctica
DAY O11
 [A SONG FROM YOUR FAVORITE BAND]: Come Cover Me, by Nightwish
DAY O12
 [A SONG FROM A BAND YOU HATE]: How to Save a Life, by The Fray
DAY O13
 [A SONG THAT IS A GUILTY PLEASURE]: One-Winged Angel, by Nobuo Uematsu
DAY O14
 [A SONG THAT NO ONE WOULD EXPECT YOU TO LOVE]: Undo, by Cool Joke
DAY O15
 [A SONG THAT DESCRIBES YOU]: The Escapist, by Nightwish 
DAY O16

 [A SONG THAT YOU USED TO LOVE BUT NOW HATE]: When Did Your Heart Go Missing, by Rooney 
DAY O17

 [A SONG THAT YOU HEAR OFTEN ON THE RADIO]: Paradise City, by Guns 'N Roses 
DAY O18

 [A SONG THAT YOU WISH YOU HEARD ON THE RADIO]: My Pace, by Manzo 
DAY O19

 [A SONG FROM YOUR FAVORITE ALBUM]: Half-Truism, by The Offspring
DAY O20
 [A SONG YOU LISTEN TO WHEN YOU'RE ANGRY]: Feuer Frei, by Rammstein
DAY O21

 [A SONG YOU LISTEN TO WHEN YOU'RE HAPPY]: Hey, Soul Sister, by Train 
DAY O22

 [A SONG YOU LISTEN TO WHEN YOU'RE SAD]: Eagleheart, by Stratovarius  
DAY O23
 [A SONG YOU WANT TO PLAY AT YOUR WEDDING]: Rhythm of Love, by Plain White T's


 

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