Gba-pit, on the other hand!

Chi-Bal: worst game ever?

oh, snap; Free passes to a screening of Sherlock Holmes! Thanks, kgb_!

• 00:51 looking at prehistoric animals and freaking out
• 11:52 is going to lose his mind at work.
• 14:05 @foxjump That is the worst idea I've ever heard.
• 14:07 If NBC replaces Conan for some washed-up unfunny has-been like Seinfeld I'm boycotting the network forever. Go Conan Go!
• 14:44 NBC's own fault for slotting Leno before Conan. I guess the lowest common denominator gets ratings.
• 20:31 Intermission at Handel's Messiah in Toronto. Time to stretch the ol' legs. Hallelujah!

/ @arsheroica

I was cycling through my old journal entries just now, and I saw that I had a resolution for the first time ever at the start of this year. I totally forgot that I deemed this year to be one of changes. And I actually nearly followed through with it. I wanted a new job; I got it. I wanted to get my driver's license; I did. I wanted a new haircut; I cut it like I usually do, but not until July, plus I still have time to get a new-new one. I wanted a new apartment; I didn't follow through with that, but if the changes of this year continue (i.e. new job), I'll be able to do that in 2010. I'm pretty happy with myself.

Now for 2010's resolution. I was watching season 4 of The Simpsons last week, and I remembered that in high school, I'd wanted to be a writer for the show. I thought about it for a couple weeks, but I decided that by the time I was out of college, the show would be off the air. Here it is, ten years later, and The Simpsons is still on. It's dipped in quality drastically since I decided I wanted to write for it. Nevertheless, my newly rediscovered dream is still a possibility. So for 2010, I want to write a good Simpsons script. I want to watch the first couple seasons and remember all of what made the show such a classic and use that to craft it. I don't want to just write something and put Simpsons characters in it. I want to capture the tone and write for the characters. And then I want to submit it. I certainly won't expect anything to come of it, but you can't expect to win if you don't try, you know?

Is that a weird thing to resolve to do? I look it less about writing a script and more about following through with a long-forgotten goal.

So. We'll see.

Grandma REALLLLY wants us to listen to this christmas cd. bah humbug!

coldstone creamery video game? really? SOLD!

Grey's anatomy video gfame? really? SOLD!

Note: I started writing this this afternoon. I don't think it's complete or totally organized, but I probably won't finish it and if I don't post it now, I'll just delete it. :/




The movie wraps tomorrow. Tomorrow is my last day. Saturday night was the wrap party. At about 2:30AM that night, when everything was winding down and I had just had a brief but surprisingly pleasant conversation with actress Rosario Dawson, thinking back on the past four months and how awesome and rewarding they were, I realized that I never not wanted to work on movies. All the years of misgivings and doubts about whether or not I was stupid to have an impossible dream were gone. I graduated four years ago, and I was working a steady stream of unrewarding jobs wondering if the stream would ever end. All around me, people were settling down, getting careers and spouses. I was wondering if I had wasted my education. The only positive thing I had to say was that at least I was able to pay off all my debt quickly (thanks to a man driving over me with his car).

It's nice to be sure about something.

Fortunately, Bruegger's had to terminate me because I went too long without working. They sent me a check to cover all my vacation days, which was a nice way to find out I don't have the job anymore, but it seemed like a lousy for them to go about things. I talked to the assistant manager the other day, and she said they tried calling me and left me a message, and I never called back, and they didn't even know I was back in Pittsburgh. They should have known, because I'd worked after I came back. And if they thought I was still away, they would have called my cell phone, and I always have my cell phone with me, and I answer it at work if I'm not busy. So I don't know how hard they actually tried to get ahold of me, or if they even tried.

I look at it as a blessing. I don't want to go to work back there. I hate that job. And I might qualify for unemployment now, which will most likely pay more than Bruegger's (sad, sad, sad), and that'll be a nice way to hold me over until the next movie comes to town. And I can always go back to Bruegger's if unemployment doesn't work out.

I'm not kiddin'. Somebody buy me some booze.

Someone buy me some Guinness, wouldya?

About a month ago, I made a deal between my brain and my body. My scar was no longer allowed to hurt, and my brain was no longer authorised to receive pain signals from the scar. It worked surprisingly well!

Today, however, has not been so great. There is a crappy, really red, really tender spot near where the scar exploded a few months ago. I'm not sure if this is a result of the explosion or just time and growth.

I put lotion on it...I hope that helps. I also really hope I can manage to sleep on my back tonight. I'm pretty tired, and set up with pillows and whatnot to sleep on my back, but you never know.

*sigh*

I just wish that I could get through the rest of my life without a dull undercurrent of pain that regularly flairs up into stabbing pain. Isn't eleven years of that enough?!

• 23:56 when I make sausages, I like to roll it around in the frying pan like it was having a bad dream, screaming "no! no!! the sand is too hot!!"

/ @arsheroica

Last night I was dreaming that an old friend of mine had stolen my bike. My sister, some guy (I can't remember whom) and I went out to look for him/my bike. It was late at night and snowing. I remember squeezing around a giant snowball on the deck at my parents' house. The guy I can't remember was carrying a lamp on a stand like a photographer, my sister had a flashlight, and I had a dry-erase board marker, which I decided wasn't a helpful tool. We went into my neighbors' driveway to wait and watch, and soon I saw the light from the bike illuminating the surrounding trees. I knew my old friend was riding up the hill.

Then I was in my bed in my parents house. I was looking at the window and I saw the Tigger doll that I had attached to my handlebars. It was covered with frost from being out in the snow. Then I saw the front end of the bike to which the Tigger doll was attached. My bike! It was coming in through my window. I grabbed at the doll and held on to its paw while the unseen thief outside struggled to pull it back. I started yelling, "Help! Help! Help!"

Then Stephanie, who was in the other room, unable to sleep, ran in and asked me what was wrong. Slowly the image of the frosty Tigger doll faded into the image of the small Christmas tree sitting on my window sill above my bed. The bike disappeared from the window entirely, replaced by a drawn blind. I was lying in my own bed. Stephanie was still standing there, though, asking me what was the matter. I lay there for a moment without saying anything until I figured out what was going on. I had been sleeping with my eyes open (something I sometimes do) and calling out for help. I explained this to Stephanie who left quietly, and I went back to sleep.

It was surreal.

• 10:02 "'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, and grace my fears relieved." Why does this sound like an abusive relationship?

/ @arsheroica

I feel sorry for years that end in 9. Every other year gets lots of "Best of this year" lists, but the 9's only have "Best of this decade"!

so, i went to the emergency room on saturday night. i thought i was getting a bad uti earlier in the day but the pain just kept increasing. it was pretty awful. i couldn't keep anything down, totally dehydrated. so my mom came to take me to the er so chris could stay with Caeden. we left at about 9pm. first test showed it wasn't an infection, but because i was so sick they needed to do a CTscan to see what was happening. Obviously they check to see if you're pregnant first annnnd, i'm pregnant.

yep. i wanted to say it somewhere. Only Jen reads this out of my friends who live around here. i tried calling her but she didn't answer. hopefully she doesnt read it here, but oh well. we're not really telling anyone until after christmas or i go into my OB whichever comes first, I guess. My mom obviously knows because she was with me and i told my sister and tiffy. also zach called yesterday so i blurted it to him. so i guess really i just don't want to tell my family. and by that i pretty much just mean david and brittany and chris' mom.

even though dave and brit just had gage like two months ago i am concerned they'll be stupid and jealous again. but i dont really care much, but i don't look forwards to any comments they might make.

also Chris' mom would make it out to be this tragic thing more than likely. ephasising on how "hard" it is to have kids so close (like she would know. chris and deanna are 8 years apart.)
but she already drives us crazy with Caeden so I'm not wanting to hear it from her either.

But on to how we feel. we're totally excited! I mean we were hoping to get pregnant shortly after Caeden turns one, so it's a little earlier than ideal but only by a few months and we always wanted our kids sort of close together so it's not like we didn't have plans to continue soon enough. so, we're just excited! I can't really wrap my head around it though. It's weird to have a doctor tell you. they are so matter-of-fact.

so they did a pelvic ultrasound since we can't do the scan while pregnant and they found a kidney stone. it sucks, this is my second one. but it's good because the first concern was that it might be an ectopic pregnancy or possibly ovarian cysts. so, i'll take kidney stone out of those options. it's awful pain but i've done it before so it's easier to handle mentally when you know what's coming. i just hope it's not a pattern. i know that it is common for people to make more than one at a time, so there is a possibility that this one was just in the kidney longer and is finally making it's decent.

so there you have it. elliott's will now be four! please don't say anything on facebook to either of us a the family we aren't telling right now are on there. i'm calling my OB today to see when I go in. Based on the ultrasound they said I am about 4 weeks 5 days as of saturday, so basically 5 weeks.

what a surprise man. merry christmas to us!

• 00:18 is going to Paris freaking France for vacation... for free. OMFG!

/ @arsheroica