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Okay, I want to run an experiment here. But first, a semi-unrelated explanation:

( It's a personality test! Everyone loves personality tests! )

ETA: "Hey, you know those Myers-Briggs tests?"

MY MOTHER: "YES!"

"Wow, okay. So I took one again, I'd forgotten what I was, and I'm an INFP."

MY MOTHER: "YOU ARE SO AN INFP."

"See? I'm saying."

"I AM AN ENTJ! I am like the epitome of an ENTJ. And that's why I work in HR."

"Oh, well. Okay then."



 

Before I start whining, let me give you an update on my mother. Her knee replacement surgery went wonderfully, it seems, and she was texting me by the early afternoon. I mean epic, multi-paragraph texts. ( Texts, linkspam, booze, and a poll )


ETA: I'm on the phone with Mom now, and she says she sat up in her bed, put in her contacts, put on her makeup, and painted her nails. YOU CAN ONLY HOPE TO CONTAIN HER.

THE DAY HAS COME.

So, as you may recall, I had a package coming my way. Except that it didn't. I bitched about the delay--something like a week, I'm not even sure--on Twitter, as you do, and then! Thomas the UPS Dude who read my Twilight recaps rode in on Twitter to save the day! The Brown SWAT was called in! Intel was decrypted! A dark and stormy day: THE PACKAGE ARRIVED.



And then I didn't tell you what was in it for two weeks.

The Company from which The Package was sent (and to whose warehouse it got bounced back) was also as helpful as you could possibly hope for. This, for example, is one of the emails they sent:

Of course, we will do whatever we can here on our end... please let me know...

Gosh, your poor Edward has been very well traveled!!

Keep me posted...

[Tonner representative]

"OH MY GOD, LOOK AT YOU."

"Most women do. I'm tired of it, really."




( I THINK IT IS TIME FOR A POLL )

I checked comment notification emails in the middle of the night (what? I get up for a drink of water a lot) and saw this: "I just needed to tell somebody-- I live down the block from a movie theatre...and I can hear them screaming from my house...they just keep screaming!"

( THIS is the sparkling? )

So my mother's shouting up the stairs, as she usually does right before she leaves work, you know, anything she feels the need to tell me before she leaves ("THE PLUMBER GUY SAYS HE WILL BE HERE BETWEEN EIGHT AND FIVE, OH, AND SCOUT'S THROWING UP AGAIN"), so today she shouts, "THEY JUST HAD SOMETHING ABOUT TWILIGHT ON FOX AND FRIENDS." Hey! I thought we agreed you weren't going to watch Fox News anymore! "THE GUY? THE GUY EVERYONE'S GOING CRAZY OVER?" I should stop here and say that last night she saw him on Access Hollywood last night and blurted out, "He looks like a greaser! What a waste!" (If she calls you a "greaser," just go on home. There's nothing more she's going to have to do with you. Also, apparently it's the '50s.) But this morning, she has had a change of heart: "HE KINDA LOOKS LIKE JOHNNY DEPP." What? "YOU KNOW, WITH THE NOT WASHING." Snerk. "THE WAY PEOPLE ARE GOING CRAZY OVER HIM, IT'S KIND OF LIKE HARRISON FORD AS INDIANA JONES OR JOHNNY DEPP AS JACK SPARROW. IT'S NOT HIM, IT'S THE CHARACTER." Well-spotted! Except... oh God, she just related Robert Pattinson and/or Edward to the two movie characters she is obsessed with. "I KINDA... WANT TO SEE IT NOW." This is the beginning of the end, y'all.

No review links, because I've already given you a couple of resources for those. On with the Twi-spam: ( I'm here for Edward, and I hope you don't ruin the movie )

Place your bets, place your final bets:

[Poll #1301494]
ETA: Warning, there may be spoilers discussed in the comments.

ETA 2: From dramaturgca: San Francisco riot survivor wins The Vampire Volvo on Tyra after a pie-eating contest while Robert Pattinson and Taylor Lautner watch in disbelief. I just keep sitting here reading this over and over going, "What? What?"

Let's go ahead and post what I've got, shall we? I'd rather sleep in tomorrow.

The Moviefone Unscripted interview with Pattinson, Stewart and Meyer is live. And it's exactly as awkward as you might expect. I'm dying to know what part Kristen Stewart got that she can't talk about yet, though. (ETA: East of Eden?) Also: "Do your best sexy face." "... I don't want to saturate the market." And scroll down the side menu for three or four little thirty-second outtakes, blah.

( And then, near the end, he FINALLY loses his shit )

You know what? People talking about whether they're going to see the movie--and in what spirit they're going--has made me wonder. I THINK IT'S TIME FOR ANOTHER POLL!

[Poll #1297729]

I was good and got work done! Kind of. Uh. WE ARE GETTING BEHIND ON THE RECAPS, LET US DO MORE.

So, previously on "True Blood": Vampires have "come out of the coffin" (sigh). God Hates Fangs. The Woevolins ushered in a vampire and his SEXY VOICE to the little town of Bon Temps, and Anna Paquin seems to have lost her badonkadonk, but she is definitely a lady. And a waitress. And psychic. Also: vampire porn.

( Sookie retorts with mustardy vengeance )

Thought #1: I noticed a song that really caught my ear, so to speak, in the scene in Wanted where Fox picks Wesley up outside his office (you know, where he's all giddy about quitting his job and all), and I caught enough of the lyrics to do a search. Except that I could not find a single song that matched--I'd assumed it was an existing song they'd just put on the soundtrack. Finally I got the bright idea to check the soundtrack listing on Amazon, and what do you know--it's a Danny Elfman song called "The Little Things," which I presume he wrote for the movie, since he also scored it. And I really love it. Good times.

(I would love to discuss how much I loved that crazy silly movie, but I almost don't even want to spoil the awesome bits for you. Some of which I left out of the Fifteen Minutes on purpose, by the way.)

Thought #2: In addition to trying to wrestle fifteen annotations into submission, I started to wonder if maybe $10 would be a more appealing price than $15. As in, maybe only put together ten annotations and save the rest for later. I already have 17 online "Fifteen Minutes"--two more than when I started annotating in April--anyway. It would make more sense to pick only ten than choose two to drop. That, and I had been angsting way too much about having to revisit Hannibal (not exactly my favorite piece of work).

(Thought #2b: We are, in fact, going to have to replace the dishwasher--I'd forgotten: the door is about to fall off--but it's not a priority until it actually falls down dead, and even then we can wash dishes by hand. I'm just saying, fundraising is still very much stressing me the hell out on my mind. I hate thinking of things in terms of money, but--well, I probably need to learn to do it more, not less.)

(Oh, by the way--the Sears Fridge Guy came. The part we need is back-ordered, so unless my mother can prevail upon Manager Sayid to just switch out a new fridge with us [shpfff, likely], we're not going to have the fridge fixed until July 11th.)

So, my question is--I reserve the right to choose whatever ends up working best for me, but just as another factor to take into account, which parodies would you be most interested in reading the Pop-Up Video version of (so to speak)? I'm curious to see if something I wouldn't have expected might rank really high (or really low). (Note: Only room for 15, so I took off the Harry Potters--POA and GOF. They're almost done, and I'm sure they'd get voted in anyway.) ( Vote! )

More Oscar coverage, with particular regard to the hijinx of Dame Helen: ( Read more... )

Linkspam proper: ( Read more... )

I’m going ahead and putting this poll here, because LJ will only let me have one poll per entry: ( Read more... )

Went out for breakfast--Chappy's--and had a waffle. Mmmmwaffles. Also some sausage; I don't trust restaurant bacon, because it's never as crispy as I want it. And then I came home and went back to bed; and then I got up and worked; and then I had a headache and said, "I will write a journal entry now."


Random thoughts:

Do you ever reread something you wrote and find a really bizarre typo?

Walt sees Locke and Boone hiking back to camp and ducks away, yelling that he's gonna go get some whater.

I wonder if they keep that next to the haterade.


Whee! My Kate + Charlie 4Ever button (as seen in a slightly different format on E!, no less) arrived! Thank you, kira002!


MY HED IZ PASTEDE ON DAY! (Huh? Also, the short[er] version.)

Another great example of fandom crazy.

Help restriction out with her Fandom Cliché Poll.

Help jedilora out with her poll on media and celebrity.


Some of y'all asked me to post things and I have completely flaked and lost those links. If posting it would still do any good, let me know in the comments here, and I'll try to make up for that. (It seems that Veronica Mars got safely renewed and doesn't need our help or anything, for example.)

In that vein, if you ever ask me to do something, and I say I'll do it, and then I don't, please come back and remind me ("Hey, how's that thing coming?"), because... well, I don't want to make it sound like I'm a complete space cadet, but I have a lot on my mind. Let's put it that way. And this is not something that's going to change--it's not necessarily a stress thing; it's just how I am. I've usually got current schoolwork, future evil term paper and/or exam, current writing project, five other projects that want to be worked on, various personal relationship issues, something I've inevitably forgotten to do and am now in trouble for, and one or more Stupid Crack Songs roaring through my head at any given time. I'm not saying the rest of y'all don't have the same stuff going on, but... I don't think I compartmentalize well. It's all going on, simultaneously, all the time. You know how you're turning the dial on the radio and you sort of get two stations playing over each other at once? And then someone next to you in the car is talking, and there's another conversation going on in the back seat as well? That's kind of what my head is like. I just need y'all's patience and a little help sometimes, is all I'm saying.