Thursday, March 22, 2007


I am so busy right now. I've got a 3/4 page list of things I need to get done tonight. They involve things like reading entire books and making study guides and putting in hours at work. (Note: I've found one can't put in hours at work quickly, it doesn't work.) Anyway, I will tell you all about it later, right now I've got to go read Frankenstein while studying for modern philosophy. :S

Tuesday, March 06, 2007

Song for Moldy Muffins

I found an awesome Switchfoot song that goes perfectly with my Moldy Muffin Complex! It makes me happy.


She told him she’d rather fix her makeup
Than try to fix what’s going on
But the problem keeps on calling
Even with the cellphone gone
She told him that she believes in living
Bigger than she’s living now
But her world keeps spinning backwards
And upsidedown
Don’t say so long in the cellphone
Don’t spend today away
Cuz today will soon be

Gone, like yesterday is gone,
Like history is
Gone, just trying to prove me wrong
And pretend like your immortal

She said he said live like no tomorrow
Every day we borrow
Brings us one step closer to the edge (infinity)
Where your treasure, where’s your hope
Forget the world and lose your soul
She pretends like she pretends like she’s immortal
Don’t say so long
Your not that far gone
This could be your big chance to makeup
Today till soon be

Gone, like yeterday is gone,
Like history is gone,
The world keeps spinning on,
Your going going gone,
Like sumemr break is gone,
Like saturday is gone
Just trying to prove me wrong
You pretend like your immortal your immortal

We are not infinite
We are not permanate
Nothing is immediate
We’re so confident
In our accomplishments
Look at how dark it is

Gone, like frank sinatra
Like elvis and his mom
Like al pichino’s cash nothing lasts in this life
My highschool dreams are gone
My childhood sweets are gone
Life is a day that doesn’t last for long

Life is more than money
Time was never money
Time was never cash,
Life is still more than girls
Life is more than hundred dollar bills
And oh the town fills
Life more than fame and rock and roll and thrills
All the riches of the kings
And up in wills we got information in the information age
But do we know what life is
Outside of our conveinent lexus cages

She said he said live like no tomorrow
Every moment that we borrow
Brings us closer to the God who’s not short of cash
Hey bono I’m glad you asked
Life is still worth living, life is still worth living

Ghost Rider and The Prestige

A few moons ago a bunch of guys and I went to Ghost Rider. It was Josh Z, James B, Chris P, Nick O, Ben B, Andrew S, Andrew T, and I. In retrospect, I kind of wonder why I did it. It would not be the first movie I’d want to see in theaters (or anywhere), that’s for sure. But I really wanted to get off campus and do things with people and I had a car. So I did. The getting off campus and doing things with people was a lot of fun. Kind of weird being the only girl with seven guys, but it was definitely fun. The movie on the other hand sucked. It just. . . sucked. When we got out of the theater, I couldn’t even come up with a good argument against it. I couldn’t even come up with words. All I could do was make frustrated sounds. I think Andrew and Andrew were amused. Eventually the three of us got past the shock of the stupidity of the movie and began tearing it apart. We ripped on it all the way back to campus and into the next day. Nothing like a group of people all hating on the same thing. I was trying to think of SOMETHING that was possibly good in the movie, but the more I thought, the more I realized that there was nothing good in the movie. The plot was dumb, liberal nuns have better theology, the dialogue left much to be desired, no artsy camera shots, no good special effects (a motorcycle on fire is as good as it gets), no nothing. Ahh! (There I go again with the frustrated noises.)

This past Friday night, Colin and I were left with nothing to do, because nunchaku class was canceled due to Spring Break. So we got a pizza and went to place and watched The Prestige with Mike P. Oh wow. If Ghost Rider was an ‘ahh!’, The Prestige was a ‘wow!’ Throughout the whole movie I was kind of confused, but it wasn’t a bad confusion. Actually, I think confusion is the wrong word, but I’m not sure what the right one is. I guess I was desperately trying to figure out what was going on before they told me. Colin managed to, but I didn’t. Part of the problem was the volume was way down because Joe was sickly. The other Colin came down at some point. After it was over, we all picked through it and found out just how amazing it was. Like, there was nothing wrong with that movie. As Colin gave me a ride back to campus, I told him that I felt that I’d atoned for watching Ghost Rider. A movie with nothing good, and a movie with nothing bad. Seems to satisfy the law of equivalent exchange. (I’ve also been watching Full Metal Alchemist.)

So the moral of the story is don’t watch Ghost Rider, but do watch The Prestige. I actually think I’m going to watch that one again. And maybe a third time. We’ll see.