Yet More Life Changes Next Week

Ok I'm pretty sure I've got some real things to say today!!

So here is where I'm at psychologically.

1. I have NO IDEA if I have a job after next Friday. And I'm 3,000 miles away from home. Everyone I see regularly right now I have only known for 3 weeks.

2. I have no friends. All my effort into being friends with school people last semester was slightly useless because they went back to the east. I am spending ALL my waking hours with heavenly people, most of whom will dissipate from my life, at least for a while, after next Friday. I live with a 62-year-old woman, who went to the hospital last weekend for the flu (wah-wah) and when she came back, she hilariously told me about how I should have been there to meet all the attractive male nurses-- so I guess the plan B is going to be poisoning my roommate for lovers.

3. Turning 22 in just a few days.

Amazingly, I had a bit of a neurotic attack on Kevin about all of these things and more (not blog-appropriate) before I went into my house last night. Then I came in and I had three pieces of mail on my bed. One was a birthday card from my friends at home! One was a letter from Claire. One was a DVD from Chords that literally talked about how much they like me. It was so amazing and wonderful and the best timing EVER!

MOVING ON.

Finished Blink. I've already referenced it about a jillion times but it just applies to everything!

Grandparents came last weekend. I talked their EARS off! I am very narcissistic. It was SO awesome to see familiar faces though-- quick relief to aforementioned anxieties.

I started a biography on Jim Morrison called No One Here Gets Out Alive. What I've gleaned so far is that Jim Morrison is kind of just an asshole. I am just getting to the actual Doors part right now, so... I'll have to ride it out and make sure that I feel that way about him monumentally, but right now I kind of hate him. Also, I don't really like the way the book is written. I don't read that many biographies (any?) so I don't know how they usually go, but this is awfully subjective.

This is a bad example of what I don't like about this book. "Jim took two influential classes that year." Says who? What does that mean? How do we know that they influenced him? How do we know his others didn't? Also, a lot of it is basically like "one time, Jim did _________. Another time, he did ________." Who is telling these stories? I need to know the references so that I can make a judgement on how accurate I believe the stories to be. Is it his mom? Is it his sister? Is it a girlfriend? Is it someone from class who claims to be his friend? Regardless, I'm going to slug through because... I need to know. I shall just retain a healthy (?) skepticism.

I don't mean to keep comparing everyone to Bob Dylan, but Jim Morrison is WAY less awesome, in my opinion (assuming I don't read something mind-blowing in this book-- hard to say). Also, Bob wrote his own autobiography, so even though I fully believe that he made some shit up or reinterpreted his own history, it's fine because that is still a meaningful piece of information about Bob Dylan-- how he chooses to see and remember himself means a lot to me.

Whatever whatever.

I also saw Iron Man 2. It was OK. Except... it really wasn't that great at all. Robert Downey Jr. was still INCREDIBLE, but the dialogue was less organic, less funny, more cheese-tastic. Pretty much all of the new characters were severely underdeveloped. I only vaguely understand the motivation for the Rourke character, and I definitely don't understand the timing of his choice to compete with Iron Man. Plus, I see no reason for the Scarlett character to exist except to be sexy. Plus, there is one huge combat scene that Scarlett does that basically only takes place for a joke that isn't THAT funny. So I guess I didn't really like it. Although of course, Don Cheadle was much more satisfying than Terrance Howard was!! Best recast! On the other hand, the part in which Gwyneth kisses the helmet and Downey jumps out of the plane saying "you complete me" isn't in the film. I was a little pissed.

And now some pictures!

Clyde and I having a moment.

My outfit in the movie (I'm an extra in a scene!!). I believe this outfit to be the epitome of Superfresh Blythe. If Superfresh Blythe was a sim, this would be what she wears daily. Also, ignore the face. Do NOT ignore the tan.

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