hello people,

okay, regarding julia stiles... she looks pretty good in adverts for "a guy thing." but still i think she is fucking ugly everywhere else.

this weekend has been a wash. i've done nothing, and i planned to do something. not something like for fun, but like errands and researching for grad schools. but nope, i've been watching john frankenheimer's commentary of "ronin," a film he made in 1998. the movie is actually pretty good, very exciting chase scenes, a great plot, superb acting from robert de niro, jean reno, and stellan skarsgård. anyway, i didn't know that frankenheimer died last year, and to make it even more strange, he died on my birthday. isn't that just fucked up?

so now i'm watching frank mccourt's commentary on "angela's ashes," which is easily one of the saddest, but also triumph movies out there. if you've never read the book or seen the movie, i suggest that you do so. rent the movie first and then read the book, you'd be glad that you did.

yesterday i went to workout for the first time in a long time. needless to say, i was pathetic with the weights, but surprisingly adequate with the cardio (biking, stair-climbing, swimming). so now i just need to make sure that i go often enough because i want my jawline back!

where the fuck is mark, he's suppose to call me for lunch today, and i'm sitting here cold and fucking hungry. i think i'm going to go read the paper in bed. so have a good sunday everyone, and i'm so not looking forward to work... oh lord, i'm not.
posted by your arse at 11:58 AM