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Well, that was rather prophetic of me. I inadvertently predicted that the new trailer for The Return of the King would be coming out. As though my day weren't good enough, though, I also realized that the Matrix: Revolutions trailer has also come out. I only have one word:
Damn!
Now I grant you that these two movies are vastly different, but there's something about an epic struggle of good vs. evil that rocks my face off! (Oh, and lots of sweet special effects/fights scenes are good too. I mean, duh, of course you have to have that as well.) Here we have, within the span of a little over a month, the conclusions to two epic trilogies going back to 1999. Sweet sassy molassy!
Ok, I'm better now.
I hope you appreciate my blog. I really do. Not because I put a great deal of effort to make sure a quality entry gets to you on-time everyday (riiiiiiiight) but that my fingers are killing me today. Specifically both of my index fingers. You see, I'm a piano performance major, and as such I try and make sure that my fingernails are always quite short. Unfortunately, in my zeal for short fingernails, I accidentally cut my index finger nails just a wee bit too short. Now, for an ordinary person, this would be but an inconvenience. But, if you haven't realized this by now, I'm not even remotely what most people would classify as normal.
(But what is normal, anyway? I mean, really, no one is totally normal. We all have our 'normal' faces that we put on at work/school and maybe we let a few friends see a bit of our weird side, but really, who is honestly normal? Let's say you're good friends with someone who is by all standards normal, wouldn't that be more than a little bizarre? In fact, wouldn't you then consider this truly normal person to be weird? What? This isn't helping my cause? I'm still weirder than the vast majority of the population? Most people don't eat a bag of popcorn everyday? Pft!)
Right, so as I was saying, for regular people (see, isn't that a much better word) this wouldn't be much of a big deal, but yesterday I played the piano for about four hours. Now, given the choice, I would have lightened up a bit with my practicing to give myself some recoup time. Unfortunately, Tuesdays I have both my weekly piano lesson and piano studio class, which did not afford much of a break. Thus today I find that most physical contact with my fingers is pretty painful.
Ok, you know what? I'm a little tired of your attitude. First you deride my 'normal' argument, now you tell me to go cry about my little finger problem. Well, fine.
*Goes off to cry*
*sniff*
Ok, I'm better. Not because my fingers feel better or that my feelings are better (meanie), but rather that I just watched the übertrailer of the new Matrix movie. I've said it once but I'll say it again:
That movie is going to rock my face off!!
Isn't that a wonderful phrase. I personally cannot take credit for it. Indeed, it seems to be quite unique to my campus. But we're going world-wide now. I just hope that someday, when I'm in China I'll overhear a conversation were someone says "Rock my face off!" Then my life's purpose will be fulfilled.
Thought for the Day
If you are from the Midwest at all you'll understand this predicament, maybe even some east coasters as well. As far as you people in California go, bite me!
There seems to be something about the weather around here. We rarely get a nice fall. This year wasn't too bad, though. We got about a week of awesome upper 60's weather. This week, however, things have taken a turn for the worst. Oh sure, they say that the high is in the upper 50's, but damn if it only gets to that temperature for about 2.4 seconds everyday. That whole upper 50's thing does me a lot of good when I have to walk to class with weather in the upper 30's. And how exactly am I supposed to dress for this sort of a day. In the mornings and evenings I need some layers and a jacket if not a winter coat, but by mid-afternoon or so, I look pretty silly walking around with my coat on.
And I'm certain that looking silly has absolutely nothing to do with the fact that my coat has Care Bears all over it. Yeah, that couldn't be it.
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