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Due to this metaquote, I'm sorely tempted to either a) plead for or b) make an icon saying: "Sith: the heineken of villains". How do people make those snazzy text icons? Mine always come out so drab...
Speaking of
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twirlgrrl ganked my "And now, more ocotopus" icons. Yay!
The GRE is really just a glorified SAT. You don't even need to have gone to university to do this test, which is bizarre, because it's a test requested for postgrad programs. So it makes perfect sense that they be examining my 8th grade math, right?
Yeah, I don't get it.
Yesterday I listened to hindi music reread a bit of Siubhan's Star Wars (i.e. Maul) fics. Good god does that woman write exceptionally well. I think she's soley responsible for my appreciation of the Sith apprentice. Come on, go to her Fanfiction site and read "Blessed are the broken" or "Requiescat" and try to disagree.
Note: I could have sworn she was the one to write the fic of Obi meeting Maul years later, finding him a martial arts teacher walking about with a cane. Hmm... Wrong, I seem to have been. Off I am to www.dmeb2.net, this fic to find.
These past two nights, I've rewatched The Planet of the apes (2001). I don't know why I like this movie so much. Especially because I know it sucks. Every time I watch it, I end up being doomed to the Special Hell* because I cannot stop the constant commentary of the character's illogical actions. One day, I'll have to buy that recorder I've been considering. You know the type: little black boxes people click on and say, "Note to self, buy milk". Only I'd record all the faults I find in PotA (because writing it down whilst watching detracts from the mocking) and analyze it.
The thing that annoyed me last night was about the horses. Never mind that two horses bolt, leaving 2 escapees horseless, but then magically reappear in the next scene. That's just a (really big) oversight. Now, what bothered me in this and all other movies featuring people getting aquatinted with horses for the first time is how easy they make it.
Apparently, in 2100-odd, austronauts know how to saddle horses in under 2 minutes and half-clad women who've never ridden can expertly gallop through an army encamptment.
If there were any sort of realism** in this film, then Leo would've spent 10 minutes trying to figure out which strap of the bridle went were and another 10 minutes trying to get the horse to actually take the bit. Then, riding through the camp, bouncing around like a potatoe sack and hanging onto the horn for dear life, he'd realize he tied the girth on too loose seconds before sliding off sideways. He shouldn't have been able to gallop and swerve about, throwing fire onto tents like a freakin' tentpegger. The chick wouldn't have been able to get her horse to move at all.
Nevermind the fact that the entire tack should have been stored away in a tent and not hanging around in the horses' stall.
I never realized something about the two two main male characters, around whom this total war develops, with personal vendetas settin martial law and all that jazz: they don't talk to each other. Ever. There's somethign seriously wrong with that.
I meant to say a while ago that every single episode of Grey's Anatomy has made me cry so far. That's just not bloody fair. Also, I love their music choice, even if it's presence is a bit too strong in the episodes, detracting from the events. La Femme Nikita beats everyone's ass on best music in a TV show. Note that Nikita is number 7 in this Top Kiss-Ass TV Femmes.
By the way, an interesting tidbit from Wiki: "Following the [La Femme Nikita's] cancellation, long-time viewers mounted an extensive campaign to get the series back on the air. Although the "Save LFN" effort was not the first to successfully use the internet to rally fans and renew a cancelled series (that honor goes to the viewers of Roswell, who did so one year prior), it became notable for its size and inventiveness. "
See, browncoats, it's possible.
Did you know that, according to Wiki, "movie tickets in India are among the cheapest in the world (the average ticket costs US$0.20; in comparison, the average ticket in the US in 2005 cost US$6.41)." I do now.
* Reserved "for child molesters, and people who talk at the theater", according to Firefly's Book.
* As in, things making bloody sense and not ignoring the order of the universe.
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The GRE is really just a glorified SAT. You don't even need to have gone to university to do this test, which is bizarre, because it's a test requested for postgrad programs. So it makes perfect sense that they be examining my 8th grade math, right?
Yeah, I don't get it.
Yesterday I listened to hindi music reread a bit of Siubhan's Star Wars (i.e. Maul) fics. Good god does that woman write exceptionally well. I think she's soley responsible for my appreciation of the Sith apprentice. Come on, go to her Fanfiction site and read "Blessed are the broken" or "Requiescat" and try to disagree.
Note: I could have sworn she was the one to write the fic of Obi meeting Maul years later, finding him a martial arts teacher walking about with a cane. Hmm... Wrong, I seem to have been. Off I am to www.dmeb2.net, this fic to find.
These past two nights, I've rewatched The Planet of the apes (2001). I don't know why I like this movie so much. Especially because I know it sucks. Every time I watch it, I end up being doomed to the Special Hell* because I cannot stop the constant commentary of the character's illogical actions. One day, I'll have to buy that recorder I've been considering. You know the type: little black boxes people click on and say, "Note to self, buy milk". Only I'd record all the faults I find in PotA (because writing it down whilst watching detracts from the mocking) and analyze it.
The thing that annoyed me last night was about the horses. Never mind that two horses bolt, leaving 2 escapees horseless, but then magically reappear in the next scene. That's just a (really big) oversight. Now, what bothered me in this and all other movies featuring people getting aquatinted with horses for the first time is how easy they make it.
Apparently, in 2100-odd, austronauts know how to saddle horses in under 2 minutes and half-clad women who've never ridden can expertly gallop through an army encamptment.
If there were any sort of realism** in this film, then Leo would've spent 10 minutes trying to figure out which strap of the bridle went were and another 10 minutes trying to get the horse to actually take the bit. Then, riding through the camp, bouncing around like a potatoe sack and hanging onto the horn for dear life, he'd realize he tied the girth on too loose seconds before sliding off sideways. He shouldn't have been able to gallop and swerve about, throwing fire onto tents like a freakin' tentpegger. The chick wouldn't have been able to get her horse to move at all.
Nevermind the fact that the entire tack should have been stored away in a tent and not hanging around in the horses' stall.
I never realized something about the two two main male characters, around whom this total war develops, with personal vendetas settin martial law and all that jazz: they don't talk to each other. Ever. There's somethign seriously wrong with that.
I meant to say a while ago that every single episode of Grey's Anatomy has made me cry so far. That's just not bloody fair. Also, I love their music choice, even if it's presence is a bit too strong in the episodes, detracting from the events. La Femme Nikita beats everyone's ass on best music in a TV show. Note that Nikita is number 7 in this Top Kiss-Ass TV Femmes.
By the way, an interesting tidbit from Wiki: "Following the [La Femme Nikita's] cancellation, long-time viewers mounted an extensive campaign to get the series back on the air. Although the "Save LFN" effort was not the first to successfully use the internet to rally fans and renew a cancelled series (that honor goes to the viewers of Roswell, who did so one year prior), it became notable for its size and inventiveness. "
See, browncoats, it's possible.
Did you know that, according to Wiki, "movie tickets in India are among the cheapest in the world (the average ticket costs US$0.20; in comparison, the average ticket in the US in 2005 cost US$6.41)." I do now.
* Reserved "for child molesters, and people who talk at the theater", according to Firefly's Book.
* As in, things making bloody sense and not ignoring the order of the universe.
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Date: 2006-09-06 01:40 pm (UTC)Need to save money.
How much longer are you in Spain for. When is this rad school supposed to begin? Just thinking...K