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A weekend of epic zombie proportions....
Sep. 13th, 2004 01:01 pm( Resident Evil.........TWO )
I might just mention that I've learned my lesson about careless enjoyment of movies. Movies and the excitement they induce are actually dangerous. I was skipping and tripped, scraping up my knee like I hadn't done since I was a stupid punk kid (versus a stupid punk semi-adult) as a result. It's still not fully closed over, which is a bitch 'cause stuff keeps brushing against me. Damn it.
Ooh, I also got to see The Bourne Supremacy this weekend, which was really hot. At one point, my friend Heddy turned to me and said just that: "That was really hot!" I could have done without the shaky camera work alllll the time because it made it hard to follow the action some of the time (a lot of the time, really). But Matt Damon as Jason Bourne is sex walking and killing, which is AYYYYY to me. I wonder how they'll set up the third film, seeing as I think they used the plot from the third book for this one (where Bourne is framed--though that featured in the first book, too--maybe it's time I read the second two books). Either way, I loved it because it felt so real. Matt Damon wasn't the most romantic lead ever, but his pain--emotional and physical--was so real. He wasn't invincible. He'd go from spying on the CIA guys who think they're going to catch him to being chased and almost caught by a bunch of rent-a-cops in Berlin to kidnapping CIA operatives and breaking into their hotel rooms only to be blindsided and shot by the bad guy while trying to make an escape. Bourne isn't a superhero. He laments killing, but still he kills when his justice requires it, and he's often mad enough to kill and willing to take out his pain on others. He's not a nice guy by any stretch, but he is decent in most respects. Mostly, he's intense as hell, and that kind of brooding, violent-when-necessary, silent type is just the kind of man I swoon for all the time. So, needless to say, I have renewed my crush on Matt Damon.
I got to meet my sister's ex-roommate's husband this weekend when I went home (heh, sounds like Spaceballs: I am you father's brother's nephew's cousin's former roommate!), and my sister and her fiance as well, which is always good. I really like my future brother-in-law. He's a geek, a movie geek, too, which means he speaks my language, and we can banter pretty good. Taking them to the airport was arduous as hell--we left before 3, got there around 5, I got back to the apartment around 6:30--thanks to the traffic from god-knows-what and the Holland Tunnel blowing goat chunks (hee, Jotham says that a lot, it's funny). Most importantly, I got the scroll I needed to make my sister's and Jotham's wedding present, so I got started on it yesterday. I did about, mmm, 5-6 hours of work, for not very much output, which makes me worry about getting it done by March. The good news is that the pattern calls for mixing thread colors and the mixes are very homogenous, as in if you look at the stitches they don't look (at least not without severe inspection) to be different colors. I can't wait to get home and do more. It's going to be sooooo gorgeous. Whoever said it would be hard to give away is right. That's why you give it to family. That way it doesn't go far.
I might just mention that I've learned my lesson about careless enjoyment of movies. Movies and the excitement they induce are actually dangerous. I was skipping and tripped, scraping up my knee like I hadn't done since I was a stupid punk kid (versus a stupid punk semi-adult) as a result. It's still not fully closed over, which is a bitch 'cause stuff keeps brushing against me. Damn it.
Ooh, I also got to see The Bourne Supremacy this weekend, which was really hot. At one point, my friend Heddy turned to me and said just that: "That was really hot!" I could have done without the shaky camera work alllll the time because it made it hard to follow the action some of the time (a lot of the time, really). But Matt Damon as Jason Bourne is sex walking and killing, which is AYYYYY to me. I wonder how they'll set up the third film, seeing as I think they used the plot from the third book for this one (where Bourne is framed--though that featured in the first book, too--maybe it's time I read the second two books). Either way, I loved it because it felt so real. Matt Damon wasn't the most romantic lead ever, but his pain--emotional and physical--was so real. He wasn't invincible. He'd go from spying on the CIA guys who think they're going to catch him to being chased and almost caught by a bunch of rent-a-cops in Berlin to kidnapping CIA operatives and breaking into their hotel rooms only to be blindsided and shot by the bad guy while trying to make an escape. Bourne isn't a superhero. He laments killing, but still he kills when his justice requires it, and he's often mad enough to kill and willing to take out his pain on others. He's not a nice guy by any stretch, but he is decent in most respects. Mostly, he's intense as hell, and that kind of brooding, violent-when-necessary, silent type is just the kind of man I swoon for all the time. So, needless to say, I have renewed my crush on Matt Damon.
I got to meet my sister's ex-roommate's husband this weekend when I went home (heh, sounds like Spaceballs: I am you father's brother's nephew's cousin's former roommate!), and my sister and her fiance as well, which is always good. I really like my future brother-in-law. He's a geek, a movie geek, too, which means he speaks my language, and we can banter pretty good. Taking them to the airport was arduous as hell--we left before 3, got there around 5, I got back to the apartment around 6:30--thanks to the traffic from god-knows-what and the Holland Tunnel blowing goat chunks (hee, Jotham says that a lot, it's funny). Most importantly, I got the scroll I needed to make my sister's and Jotham's wedding present, so I got started on it yesterday. I did about, mmm, 5-6 hours of work, for not very much output, which makes me worry about getting it done by March. The good news is that the pattern calls for mixing thread colors and the mixes are very homogenous, as in if you look at the stitches they don't look (at least not without severe inspection) to be different colors. I can't wait to get home and do more. It's going to be sooooo gorgeous. Whoever said it would be hard to give away is right. That's why you give it to family. That way it doesn't go far.
