the sound of a shark bite

i just have to say, i am absolutely appalled. my neighborhood (and other) friends' little sisters have the dirtiest little mouths ever! is this a product of the internet? their little high school facebooks? whatever the cause, it freaked me out enough to make me GASP and fear for the future.

movies i saw this weekend:
transamerica (A+)
my best friend's wedding (A+)
about a boy (A+)

and speaking of "about a boy" and paul weitz, i really want to see "american dreamz" in april!!!

so, true story. i waited an entire hour on the computer the other day, putzing around for AN HOUR, just to download the september 8th 2005 ellen degeneres show. finally, after waiting for AN HOUR, the download finished but it ended up being a stupid clip that was not even what i wanted. this is how sad life is right now. anyways. lately i have become somewhat of a wanna-be recluse. (hence, the many other adventurous stories of me and my computer) luckily, my friends force me out of the room, even though i would be quite happy sitting alone with my melancholy music, a book, and my down blanket.

i've just begun to discover that some friends and i have entirely different priorities, and it makes me feel as inept as ever when trying to connect with them. while reading through really old things this afternoon, i came across an e-mail from ema written during our senior year of high school. i read the following sentence many times: "i feel like i'm living like a nomad- except with people and friends, rather than location." this feels more true to me now than ever before in a very homesick feeling way.

p.s. 1 hour of HALO 2 + 1 5K run is THE BEST way to start a morning.