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| Check the subject line Xanga. DO IT!
It seems this social networking device is fading into oblivion.
Since I never change anything in my life, I will probably just keep adding more of these silly interweb things into my inbox.
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| Got my hours switched back 4 hours. I hate waking up before noon. Its all about cutting electricity costs and having all of our workers overlap. I have a feeling job cuts will be here shortly. Lets hope being qualified and under payed keeps me off the short list.
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| SO it seems I was a little sheltered in high school. I am aware of this. I went to a technology prep school where drugs were not the issue they are in other public schools. I get that. What I do not get was when everyone I knew decided that life needed to be like a Seth Rogan movie friday-sunday every week. I do not go to parties with people I genuinely like to hang out with because these simple facts:
I hate pot. I hate being around people who are high. Anyone who can afford to fail a random drug test lives in a different economy than the one that currently has a stranglehold on my wallet.
I do not write laws. I disagree with nearly all of them on some level. But honestly I do not feel like a hypocrite when I drink a few times a month and still bitch at people who smoke. Anyone who ever thinks to tell me I would be awesome high again, should probably consider real hard before saying it. REAL HARD. | | |
| I would like to have some inspiration to muse about out in the open here, something provocative for my darling readers to slake their intellectual starvation on. Instead of that, I offer no such morsel. I have an inordinate amount of time to waste at work this evening, so I shall remind everyone I still live.
Also I got a new phone today. If we have not spoken in a while I probably do not have your number anymore. Most of the ones from my old phone transfered over, hence the "in a while" qualifier. Feel free to message me or leave a number here if you are in doubt.
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| ..if you have not seen Batman: The Dark Knight. I am going to lay it out real simply: this movie stuck with me the way superhero movies just do not.
For months everyone has been touting the performance of the late Heath Ledger. I know that in Hollywood they use those sorts of tragedies to sell tickets and make award winners out of sub-par performances, but even under this extra scrutiny his performance holds the candle. The Joker in this universe of Batman is a fringe lunatic with quirks and mannerisms that put him in a category all to himself. He is not the life of the party Jack Nicholson or the consummate funny man of the cartoon series. He is sinister, excessively violent, and terribly honest. There were times when his body language was utterly chaotic and frightening. I will truly miss the opportunity to interact with him again.
The rest of the movie is far from ordinary. Major plot developments usually revolve around testing human nature, with the predictable having horrible consequences. Granted it has its campy superhero moments with one-liners, stretches of logic, and parallelism between hero and villain. Between beating his family members in a drunken rage, Christian Bale made time to pull together another serviceable Batman and in my opinion excellent Bruce Wayne.
A summer of blockbusters with little depth brought about one with action and at least a couple truly classic moments.
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