Totally cute!

I saw "Last Chance Harvey." It is really good. Total romantic comedy, but less sickening than most. Harvey is a great example of a man who knows what he wants (Kate) and goes after it. He is old-fashioned and it is nice. Plus, sweet side-story of him and his daughter. Recommended.

Sunshine Cleaning

This is a great film. Loved it. I totally recommend it. It's the first time I've really liked Amy Adams. Great acting all around. Great story. A lot of empathy for the characters. Sad and funny. Inspiring. Can I write one more short sentence? I bet I can. Staccato.

Rad.

So, I didn't have to turn in my whole book on Friday! I have until the beginning of May! What! I am so glad that my procrastination paid off ;)

Here's what.

I am in need of about 20 extra hours this week, and this week happens to be the first week when I have at least 10 extra hours of work. So... the math doesn't quite add up.
Does anyone want to re-vamp "The Anticool" for me? Like, do some major editing, spruce up the beginning, and bring the plot in sooner? You know, like, re-write my 200 page novel? By, umm, Friday? Because that's when the thing is due. To be able to pitch it in May to some agents from NYC. Crap. I thought I had until May. Procrastination is a b****.
Oh, and also, I think I mentioned I am growing my hair out. This is what I want it to become:

Sparkles and all... Because, don't there seem to be sparkles in it? Oh, I know, I will have to bleach the hell out of it. And, umm, while I'm at it, if you could make sure I also get her face, that would be great...

Seriously, though, don't you love the hair? I haven't had long hair in a while. Nor will I, for a while. Waiting sucks. Patience is totally not my virtue.

Speaking of virtues, in college I knew a girl named Charity. Charity Ball. She got married. Became Charity Fails. I do not jest. All those cross-stitched "Charity Never Faileth"s all over her dorm room became null and void. True story.

Also, once I cross-stitched "Though we adore men individually, we agree that, as a group, they're rather stupid" from Mary Poppins, all flowery and girly. I was going to make a pillow, but it has ended up just chillin' in a box somewhere. I will find it soon, and take a picture of it to show you on here. You will like it. You'll like it 'cause I say you'll like it.

Movies

Just saw "Gran Torino" today. Man, it really is freakishly good. I was surprised. Not really being too familiar with Clint Eastwood, I was pretty impressed. Totally recommend it. Of course, the language was a little harsh, and his racial slurs were pretty rampant, but it was an amazing story with great characters. Really, really recommend it. I also think the finger-gun is a much underused thing in our society. Thanks, Clint, for bringing it back. I plan to employ it in my daily life.
I saw "The Class," a foreign film I had been pretty excited about based on the trailer, a couple of weeks ago. What a huge disappointment. For some reason, I was expecting something very "Half Nelson," (which I recommend if you haven't seen), but I was way off. It was sooooooo long, and nothing ever really happened. Aside from the audience becoming extremely annoyed by the hideously rude, not to mention unattractive to the utmost degree, 13-15-year-old student punks in this guy's class. Deux thumbs down.

I just re-watched "The Royal Tenenbaums." Man, so good. Has the best attempted-suicide scene ever. SO dark, and real, and scary. Amazing. Plus, Gwen's eye-make-up has proven a useful template to me in years past, when men have made me mad and bulk pretty panty shopping is unavoidable.

Okay, so you'll laugh at me, as Anti-"Twilight" as I have always been, but last night I saw "Twilight." And, I guess I gotta admit, my expectations were so low, and I thought I'd hate it so much, that I actually enjoyed it a little bit. Lame? Sure. Bad acting? Yep. Bad special effects? Oh, yeah. But did I throw up, turn it off early, or storm out? No. Go, "Twilight." Gotta say, something about a man loving you because deep down he wishes he could eat you for dinner is a little bit sexy. Or creepy. Also, gotta love those dead eyes. Or not. Basically, I didn't hate it. Not as much as I hated "Lakeview Terrace," or "Rachel Getting Married." Now, that's not saying much, but it's saying something.

Two Lovers Trailer (high quality)

That above is the actual name of the video on youtube. "High quality," I am sure, does not describe this film, however. Just seemed ironic.
I saw the preview today at the theater, and was literally shaking my head the whole time. By the end, it was all I could do not to flip off the screen in my annoyance. I whispered "a-hole" under my breath several times. I hate this movie, and haven't even seen it. Nor will I. Ever.

Here's what I've decided...

Two blogs.

Yeah, it might be a pain, but this blog will be filled with fashion, movies, funny stories, etc.

The new blog will be where my pics are, more personal stories, thoughts, feelings, and the more juicy details of the escapades of the girl you all know and love: ME!

So, I'm gonna sort out the details of this new blog. Shoot me an email (you can from my profile here, or if you already have my email address) or leave a comment with your email address and I will get you in on that deal. Of course, pending approval from the "you're not the reason she decided to do a private blog in the first place" committee. I think most of you will pass with flying colors, though! (I do have a couple of "blog friends" who I haven't actually met, and if you gals want invites, let me know... you are not the people I am worried about.)

Hopefully this won't be a big pain. But, I think it's worth it.

And, if you don't want to read the private blog, I will keep bringing you things like this:

from GFY. Those "Real Housewives," who I have never watched, btw, really gross me out. And this gal's outfit is like a slutty witch Halloween costume without the underwire support it so desperately needs. I rue the day I ever found out sweater tube-tops existed... That was yeaterday. I rue it.

Suckey, suckey blogger...

That's me.
I never blog anymore, and when I do, it's just a little comment like this about how bad I am at it lately.
So, yeah.
I am doing the whole flip-flop thing about going private... You know, so I can talk about stuff. Put up pics. Et al. And not be all "well, this is going out into the void where any old stalker and/or pervert or creep can find it, hunt me down, and torture me about my personal life and my opinions about fashion and Nicolas Cage's 'acting' (perhaps even by making me watch 'Face/Off' over and over...oy vey)..." You know, the usual concerns...
But, see, then, I can't look at my statcounter and think about my popularity the world over, my fans in Italy, and China, and all isles tropical... And, I gotta say, sometimes those random hits make me feel all warm and fuzzy. 'Yes! I have international appeal! I knew it!'
What do you think? For those of you who have taken the plunge and "gone private," is it suckey? And, if so, how would you rate the suckiness? Like: me, as a blogger, suckey? Or: Britney Spears, as a classical singer, suckey? Or: is it just, oops, I dropped my peanut-butter-toast face-down, suckey?