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Saturday, May 28th, 2005
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11:25 am - I've been tagged
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1) TOTAL NUMBER OF DVDs I OWN
52ish
2) THE LAST FILM I BOUGHT
Can't really remember. I havent bought a dvd in a while, the last couple filled up my sshelf, so if i bought more I wouldn't know where to put them. Probably like, Apocolypse Now or Annie Hall.
3) THE LAST FILM I WATCHED
Ummm...I watched the commentary on Ocean's Eleven...does that count? Otherwise Boogie Nights w/ Ellie. In three sittings. Yeah.
4) 5 FILMS THAT I WATCH A LOT OR HAT MEAN A LOT TO ME
Boogie Nights
Almost Famous
High Fidelity
Garden State
Melvin Goes To Dinner
5) TAG FIVE PEOPLE TO DO THIS AND PUT IT IN THEIR JOURNAL
Yeah, I'm not gonna tag anyone. Sorry. ut if you want to do it...by all means...
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| Sunday, May 15th, 2005
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9:44 pm
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"It's the sense of touch."
"What?"
"Any real cities...you walk, you know, you brush past people, people bump into you. But in L.A....nobody touches you. We're always behind this metal and glass. I think we miss that touch so much that we crash into each other just so we can feel something."
See Crash.
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| Friday, April 22nd, 2005
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2:32 pm - Cool.
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1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the sentence in your journal along with these instructions.
5. Don't search around and look for the "coolest" book you can find. Do what's actually next to you.
Book: Breaking In
"The best thing I can recommend is, if you want to make movies then go out and do it."
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| Thursday, March 24th, 2005
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7:13 pm
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Recommend to me:
1. A movie..
2. A book..
3. A musical artist..
4. A song..
5. An album..
6. What I should have for dinner..
7. A website..
8. A quote..
Then post this in your own journal.
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6:45 pm
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Bourbon
Congratulations! You're 130 proof, with specific scores in beer (80) , wine (116), and liquor (69). |
| Screw all that namby-pamby chick stuff, you're going straight for the bottle and a shot glass! It'll take more than a few shots of Wild Turkey or 99 Bananas before you start seeing pink elephants. You know how to handle your alcohol, and yourself at parties. |
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My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender
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You scored higher than 74%
on proof
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You scored higher than 91%
on beer index
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You scored higher than 98%
on wine index
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You scored higher than 89%
on liquor index
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| Monday, March 14th, 2005
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8:53 pm - iPod thing.
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Forgot how to put shit behind a cut, and too lazy now to figure it out.
Songs:1092
Sort By Song Title
First: (I Can't No) Satisfaction - Stones
Last: Your Redneck Past - BF5
Sort By Time
Shortest: Howard Makes It All Go Away - Jon Brion
Longest: Coming Down - Starsailor
Sort By Album
First: A Rush Of Blood To The Head - Coldplay
Last: Wonder Boys Soundtrack
Top 10 Played Songs
1. In The Park - Benny & Joon Soundtrack
2. Paper Bag - Fiona Apple
3. Heart Of Mine - Peter Salett
4. Ups and Downs - Saves The Day
5. Satellite - DMB
6. Echo - Incubus
7. Hangin' Around - CCs
8. Pink moon - Nick Drake
9. Rain City - Turin Brakes
10. When The Healing Has Begun - Van Morrison
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| Wednesday, March 2nd, 2005
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10:06 pm
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Red: Those of us who knew him best still talk about him. I swear, the stuff he pulled. It always made us laugh. Sometimes it makes me sad though, Andy being gone. I have to remind myself that some birds aren't meant to be caged, that's all. Their feathers are just too bright...and when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up does rejoice...but still, the place you live is that much more drab and empty that they're gone. I guess I just miss my friend.
-The Shawshank Redemption
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| Sunday, February 6th, 2005
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5:47 pm
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Harper Pitt: I dreamed we were there. The plane leapt the tropopause, the safe air, and attained the outer rim, the ozone, which was ragged and torn, patches of it threadbare as old cheesecloth, and that was frightening. But I saw something that only I could see, because of my astonishing ability to see such things: Souls were rising, from the earth far below, souls of the dead, of people who had perished, from famine, from war, from the plague, and they floated up, like skydivers in reverse, limbs all akimbo, wheeling and spinning. And the souls of these departed joined hands, clasped ankles, and formed a web, a great net of souls, and the souls were three-atom oxygen molecules, of the stuff of ozone, and the outer rim absorbed them, and was repaired. Nothing's lost forever. In this world, there's a kind of painful progress. Longing for what we've left behind, and dreaming ahead. At least I think that's so.
-- Tony Kushner, "Angels In America"
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| Saturday, February 5th, 2005
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1:52 pm - oh dear
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 | You scored as Artistic. Congratulations, you scored Artistic. You're looking for the unique movie in the bunch. You've probably watched a lot of movies that nobody has ever heard of, and good for you. You also know good filmmaking when you see it. You just get it, no questions asked. Check out: Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, Amelie, Garden State, Lost in Translation.
Artistic | | 80% | Sadistic Humour | | 80% | Mindfuck | | 70% | Drama/Suspense | | 60% | Romantic Comedy | | 40% | Sci-Fi/Fantasy | | 25% | Mindless Action Flick | | 0% | </td>
Movie Recommendation.
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| Tuesday, February 1st, 2005
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11:07 pm - FINE
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I. Reply to this post, because I would like to say a couple of words about you.
II. I will also tell you what song reminds me of you when I hear it.
III. I will also tell you what celebrity/public person you remind me of, either personality-wise or looks-wise.
IV. I will also give ONE WORD that I associate with you when I think of you.
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| Sunday, January 23rd, 2005
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12:51 am
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Louis: There are two kinds of sufferers in this world: those who suffer from a lack of life, and those who suffer from an over-abundance of life. I have always found myself in the second category. When you come to think of it, almost all human behavior and activity is not, essentially, any different from animal behavior. The most advanced technologies and craftsmanship bring us, at best, up to the super-chimpanzee level. Actually, the gap between, say, Plato or Nietzsche, and the average human is greater than the gap between that chimpanzee and the average human. The realm of the real spirit, the true artist, the saint, the philosopher, is rarely achieved. Why so few? Why is world history and evolution not stories of progress, rather this endless and futile addition of zeros? No greater values have developed. Hell, the Greeks 3,000 years ago were just as advanced as we are. So what are these barriers that keep people from reaching anywhere near their real potential. The answer to that can be found in another question, and that's this: which is the most universal human characteristic: fear or laziness?
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Man on talk show: ...for I do not await the future, anticipating salvation, absolution, not even enlightenment through process. I subscribe to the premise that this flawed perfection is sufficient and complete in every single, ineffable moment.
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Random Guy,: Kierkegaard's last words were, "Sweep me up."
--Waking Life
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| Monday, January 17th, 2005
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9:34 pm
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| Tuesday, January 11th, 2005
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9:27 pm - High Fidelity (a novel)
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"People worry about kids playing with guns, and teenagers watching violent videos; we are scared that some sort of culture of violence will take them over. Nobody worries about kids listening to thousands - literally thousands - of songs about broken hearts and rejection and pain and misery and loss. the unhappiest people I know, romantically speaking, are the ones who like pop music the most; and I don't know weather pop music had caused this unhappiness, but I do know that they've been listening to the sad songs longer than they've been living the unhappy lives."
"So maybe what I said before, about how listening to too many records messes your life up...maybe there's something in it after all...It seems to me that if you place music (and books, probably, and films, and plays, and anything that makes you feel) at the center of your being, then you can't afford to sort out your love life, start to think of it as a finished product. You've got to pick at it, keep it alive and in turmoil, you've got to pick at it and unravel it until it comes apart and you're compelled to start over again. Maybe we all live life at too high a pitch, those of us who absorb emotional things all day, and as a consequence we can never feel merely content: we have to be unhappy, or ecstatically, head-over-heels happy, and those states are difficult to achieve within a stable, solid relationship. Maybe Al Green is directly responsible for more than I ever realized."
Oh...so that's it. Thanks.
(Did I fucking write this book?)
You should probably go and read it.
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| Wednesday, January 5th, 2005
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1:39 pm - I'm to angsty for my shirt.
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I guess sometimes you just have to laugh at the ridiculousness of it all, right? I mean, I pick up a paper today and read “Tsunami victims overcrowd hospitals”. Upwards of 117,000 are dead, just like that. Twice as many are wounded. I mean…fuck. Fuck. That’s so ridiculous. I think the problem is that I can’t even comprehend it. Maybe I’m just trying not to, so that I can somehow find the nerve to sit over here in my bubble and bitch about my problems, but they’re so fucking small in comparison. Sure, they’re real, and sure, they suck, but they won’t make any difference in the long run.
I do have moments of clarity, though. A couple seconds here and there when everything seems to line up and I feel as though I understand what really matters...and it isnt my shit. Of course, they say that it’s unhealthy to tell yourself that your pain doesn’t matter. It’s okay though, because those moments only last for a second or two before they’re gone and I’m back to bitching about whateverthefuck.
My guess is that most of the problem comes from still being in this goddamn school. I mean, from here we can only see the world through this little keyhole, right? And from this obscure angle it’s really impossible to know anything.
Yeah, I know, try and be a little more angsty, right? Right.
Well, I’ll hopefully be far away this time next year, or about to return to that faraway place after winter break. Just the thought of that makes me feel so much better. And yet…there will inevitably be things here I’ll miss. I’m guessing that some of these people will be very hard to say goodbye to.
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| Wednesday, December 1st, 2004
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11:38 am - If you wish to provide us with an additional brief statement that you believe to be important,
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please upload here.
This is probably way too heavy-handed.
100 words is extremely daunting, but here goes: I really love Emerson. You must get that a lot, but it's true. It's really the only school that I have any interest in. That scares my parents – and me too, because I know my chances with this GPA are close to nil. I've visited a sophomore friend there twice, and stayed in "LB" with him. I've walked the commons at sunset with amazing people – just talking about film, and I've looked through my friend's essay topics, wide-eyed, longing for more than fill-in-the-blank work. I'm in love with the city, and I'd give anything to be there. I know it's hard to overlook that three-digit number on my transcript, but I urge you to believe that for me, that's all it is. A number. I promise you, there's more to me than that.
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| Tuesday, November 30th, 2004
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8:04 pm - how do they know...?
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| Wednesday, November 17th, 2004
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5:41 pm - I like this
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It would be nice if you could ask me something that you think you should know about me. Something that should be obvious, but you have no idea about. Ask away. Then post this in your LJ and find out what people don't know about you.
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| Saturday, October 9th, 2004
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8:13 pm
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It's so amazing here.
current mood: Bostony
current music: Traffic
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| Tuesday, October 5th, 2004
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11:28 pm
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Clementine : This is it, Joel. It's going to be gone soon.
Joel : I know.
Clementine : What do we do?
Joel : Enjoy it.
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Joel : I don't see anything I don't like about you.
Clementine : But you will! But you will, and I'll get bored with you and feel trapped, because that's what happens with me.
Joel : ...Okay.
Clementine : Okay?
Joel : Okay.
Clementine: Okay.
They start to laugh.
FADE OUT
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| Sunday, October 3rd, 2004
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7:38 pm - "Wisdom doesn't come with age, it comes with wisdom"
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"Intimacy's a complex thing. You gotta be careful who you're sharing it with...but without it life's nothing but breakfast, lunch, dinner, and a goodnight's sleep. Most people will settle for that. Most people do. But I didn't intend on being 'most people'." - Neil Simon's Broadway Bound
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