e_juliana: (always all right)
Am fully caught up on Supernatural. Huzzah! Will still have to watch on ahem-delay, though, as reception is for shite. (If I were a True Fan, I'm sure I could rig something up, but that would require Effort as well as Sitting Through Commercials.) Still - new episode tomorrow! YAYS! And oh, Dean, you are breaking me. Breaking, I say.

(eta: DOH! Wishful thinking - the new one doesn't come on until next week. Bugger.)

Will be mainlining S3 of Slings & Arrows the rest of this week, and will taunt computer-unsavvy mother over that fact. Muh-hahahaha.

Have put the Season Summary for Heroes on my Netflix queue.

Friday Night Lights will probably be the next obsession, I think. Thank the gods NBC has seen the Light and decided to stream all of the episodes. So smart! However, I don't know if I'm going to be able to get over the camera work - I had the same problem with NYPD Blue in that shaky handheld makes me queasy. Does it get any better, y'all?

Netflix will also be my good and true friend for the next few weeks - I've got the Branagh Othello coming next, which I'm looking forward to. I watched Interstate 60 (eh) and The Brothers Grimm (a glorious, incoherent, gorgeous mess) over the weekend.

To sum up - yay visual media and pretty, broken boys!
e_juliana: (comedy sheep!)
This trailer for Happy Feet has me crying from laughter.

[livejournal.com profile] standp, you'll probably love it for many of the same reasons I do.

Penguins! Tapdancing! Love.

Penguins are apparently the hot thing, because there's a surfing penguins movie coming out next year.

I need to go watch Madagascar again. "Hoover Dam! We're still in New York!"
e_juliana: (tease)
I plan to drink some fine Irish usquebaugh, or at least the modern equivalent imported to America these days, in celebration of that portion of my heritage. I will then wish all of my bartender friends luck,. and then there shall be retreating up to my apartment to watch the festivities (read: Amateur Night) from a safe remove.

Perhaps I should bake cookies for the bartenders as compensation for having to put up with the amateurs. Hmmm.


In other news, watched Madagascar with Ken last night (N was supposed to join us, but she stayed too long at the strip club). It's a cute movie, but I really only enjoyed the penguins and the lemurs. I'm kind of sad that I left both of the Madagascar penguins in MN now. Gods, they were hilarious. "Hoover Dam! We're still in New York! Abort! Dive! Dive! Dive!" And the slapping around of the captain. So. Cute. (And Psychotic, Which Is Why I Love Them)
e_juliana: (method to madness)
Watched X-Men 2 last night. Fun. Logan remains a sexay woobie, and Jean Gray continues to be my girl (though with far more self-control than I ever had). We even have the bad taste in men in common! Whee! (Scott so needs to get over himself. Arrogant fuck.) (I may be bringing what I know of comic canon into that. I don't care.)

Sooooo looking forward to this weekend. 4 of us are going up to Calistoga and hanging out in hot tubs, shopping, whatever. It'll be nice.

Work is trying to kill me, but I am happier than I was 30 minutes ago, for I have nummy unagi and tempura to sustain me. Bless.
e_juliana: (pwned!)
If our IT Communications Department sends out 2 urgent emails saying that we're being phished and not to open any email with any nonstandard variation of Corp!Name or with certain text that they then quote, why in the hell do you forward said phishing email to the admins and ask us if the email is for real? Read the urgent emails, delete the phishing fucker and go on. Jeebus.


It was a good night last night. Z & I made dinner (shrimp & whole-wheat pasta with a soy-miso sauce), and watched Barton Fink, and then took a walk down to the store. I'd not seen the movie before, and it had been ages ago for Zach, so it made a good second choice. It was our second choice because we had originally planned to watch Blade Runner (which I've also not seen), but we discovered that NetFlix had sent us the Director's Cut. However, after talking to a friend that called as we were in the middle of Barton Fink, we've decided to give the Director's Cut a chance, and make sure to watch the theatrical release soon after, so as to compare and contrast. So, we have Blade Runner for next Monday. Hopefully we won't overschedule ourselves again and crowd out our date night - until we hit rehearsals for Fringe, of course.

Barton Fink though - I think I loved it. I'm not sure, since I take some time to process Coen films, but I'm definitely in favor of it right now. So strange. So disturbing. And John Goodman is So. Damn. Good. This makes it 3 for 6 films of the Coens that I've seen and liked: Barton Fink, The Hudsucker Proxy, and O Brother, Where Art Thou?. I'm so-so on Fargo, and have never been able to sit all the way through Raising Arizona and The Big Lebowski.

I've been watching the Lord Of The Rings trilogy (theatrical release) as I've been running on the treadmill. Actually, I finished Return Of The King this morning. Now I need to buy the Extended Editions and watch those. Watching while I'm running makes me lose some of the nuance, but it sucks me right in to the grand scope of the thing. Of course, it also poses problems at certain points - I choke up easily during most of The Two Towers and at quite a few points of Return Of The King. I still think "flaaaaaaming DEATH!" at Denethor's passing, however. Personal experience shows that neither girly weeping nor hysterical laughter are conducive to attaining my V02 max, but at least it passes the time.


Favorite Tony Headline: Monty Python's SPAMalot Wins 5, no, 3 Tony Awards


Tonight, we see She Loves Me at the Guthrie. I'm meh on the show, but the tickets are free, so what the hell. I will get to see friends perform, and that is a good thing.
e_juliana: (yawn)
Zach started rehearsals for His Girl Friday at the Guthrie yesterday. Apparently Angela Bassett is quite wee, Courtney B. Vance is a funny, funny man, and Reginald Vel Johnson is just cool. Also, both Mr. Vel Johnson and John Guare will be coming to performances of Streetcar this weekend (there are rumblings of Other Stars appearing). Eeeeeeeee.


My plan for getting a head start on marathon training got derailed by the holiday weekend and The Miracle Of Womanhood. Feh. I'll happily take the blame for too much indulgence, but I dislike it when my body rebels on its own.


Watched Ocean's 12 last night. That was a fun little film. I think I liked it better than the first one, if only for the woman playing Linus' mom - Cherry Jones. Love her. Well, I also think that while the first one is very much a caper, this one had a few more twists of intricacies, and that made the movie more fun to follow.

We also saw The Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy on Monday. Finally. I quite liked it, and I desperately covet a yarn Marvin.


Am still very thrilled about the Streetcar reviews. It's already translated into one gig for one of the actors, and will hopefully produce more. Fingers are crossed.


Another new icon. V. appropriate for today, I think.
e_juliana: (fucked-up girl)
But I don't.

On various posting boards, I keep typing entries and then deleting them, as they rarely make sense even to me. Either that, or they're fullout snarks at people, and I either don't want to get into it or I'm trying to practice kindness, whichever suits my mood that day.

I had Fun With HairDye last night. My first time attempting a demipermanent (RAW from Hot Topic - seriously, my hairstylist recced the reds to me), and whoo-boy. I don't think I'll be using the demis much. I'd rather do the hair-damaging full permanents, at least as long as I'm keeping the hair short. Then again, I can't seem to find a scarlet that I like in the permanents, which is why I got pointed at the demis, but have you seen my bathroom? White tile and white grout - not a good combo with the red. Plus, this demi smells like patchouli. Bleagh.

Watched Star Wars: A New Hope as I ran my long run yesterday. Turns out they did give us fair warning that this was the last time we could buy the original versions. Sigh. Han shot first, dammit. I so love that movie, in all of its cheesy 70's cheap plastic glory.

Morning.

Feb. 17th, 2005 10:36 am
e_juliana: (what?)
I have two essays/posts in my head: How Musical Theater Ruined My Life, and A Gender-Swap Rumination. Hopefully I'll be able to get to both of them today, although it's not looking very hopeful.

We got a pretty good review for Measure For Measure. Yay! It is a problematic play, so I'm happy to see the basic themes are coming through loud and clear.

I watched Décalage horaire (Jet Lag) last night - a frothy little romantic comedy starring Jean Reno and Juliette Binoche. Not high art, but fun and French and pretty. I adore watching Mr. Reno work, and Ms. Binoche as luminous as ever.

Tuesday night, I saw Velvet Goldmine. V. pretty film. Since I'm not a big pop-culture history buff, a lot of the layers passed right by me. Yes, I know about the sexuality of a lot of the major players in the early 70s glam-rock scene, and I know about the shake-ups and renunciations and general shittiness that followed, but clearly not enough to get much more than "Soooooooo pretty" out of the movie. Also, I continue to think Christian Bale is one of the creepier guys out there, which should help with Batman Begins. There were, however, two moments in which I identified with his character so much that it hurt: in the beginning, when he's at the concert and so excited to see his idol, but he can't keep himself from observing others and Watching; and later on, when he sneaks out of his house in his new glam clothes and goes to the area where all the cool kids hang out all full of hope and newness, and he gets the once-over and a sneer from an Über-Cool girl. He doesn't belong, no matter how he tries, and no amount of clothes or music will allow him in, because his isolation, while partially externally imposed, is driven in a large way by his own sense of self or lack thereof. (Wow. Comma abuse for miles there. Sorry.) It also got me thinking about how I've tended to prefer the essential ideas of punk and grunge over goth and glam. Which is not to say I don't like goth and glam, but there are times when the artifice gets to be too much (yes, I know there are/were poseurs aplenty in punk and grunge and hard truths in goth and glam. I speak in generalities here).

Anyway. I think I shall have to buy a copy of Velvet Goldmine for myself, as it's one of those movies wherein I will want to watch just a specific scene on occasion. Yes.


Also had a root canal yesterday. Le fucking whee. I discovered that 5 shots of Novocain will fuck me up right proper. I couldn't drive home promptly after the appointment and was forced to wander around a nearby Snyder's until I could get it together. They had no Easter candy and no St. Ives lotion. It was horrible, I tell you. Horrible! The endodontist was very nice. He is also my age, is quite funny and often plays drums with Pete Yorn in addition to being an endodontist. Way to make me feel unaccomplished, dude. The jaw joint (what's the name of it?) is massively sore today. 5 shots will do that to you.


That's about the end of it. Z & I will be seeing The Aviator tonight, so I'll have a Serious Movie to discuss soon. Now, I must go fetch a smoothie so I won't starve to death. Ciao.

Movies!!

Feb. 15th, 2005 02:29 pm
e_juliana: (comedy sheep!)
So, Z & I desperately need to catch up on our movie-watching before Oscar night. Here is our To See list in alphabetical order:

The Aviator
Finding Neverland
Hotel Rwanda
The Incredibles
Million Dollar Baby
The Motorcycle Diaries
Ray
Sideways


All of these are still playing somewhere within 15 miles of us. Motorcycle Diaries is probably our first one, since that will be the first to go unavailable (it's only at the dollar theater now).

Out of the rest of the movies listed, which ones should we absolutely see? We'll probably only be able to fit 2 more in, maybe 3. (We could Netflix Ray if we had to.) Thoughts?

Le Weekend

Feb. 7th, 2005 02:38 pm
e_juliana: (impulse)
My weekend was… fine. Good. Mostly uneventful, if cue-to-cue can be considered uneventful.

Friday, I worked out and then Z & I went to see the opening of Gremlin Theatre’s Wait Until Dark. It was good, the guy playing Roat was sufficiently creepy, and the set looked pretty damn cool. Z & I were both tired and spacey, so I guess we missed out on after-show partying. Oh, well.

Saturday, I did as close to nothing as I could let myself get away with. I worked out (5 miles, with the last 3 being hill work), I got my hair trimmed, we cleaned the apartment, I made oven-fried chicken and cornbread, and then we watched Ronin. I liked it up until the ending, which felt too pat. However, 2 hours of Jean Reno and Robert DeNiro being all slick-like is not unpleasant. J’adore Monsieur Reno. (Side note: I was mocking Frankenheimer during the ice skater sequence, wondering if he got someone as close to Katerina Witt as he could. Turns out it is actually Ms. Witt as the ice-skater. D'oh. I was fooled by the eyebrows.)

Sunday was cue to cue for Measure For Measure, which went surprisingly well. Z has added a 3-minute prologue in the club/brothel, which took about an hour to get down, but the rest of it clipped along. The time spent on the prologue was needed and not resented, but it is difficult to be grinding on a platform and then sprinting offstage for the better part of an hour (the sexysexy dancing is interrupted by a raid), not to mention the other two times I’m up in a cage, dancing. My quads are rather tired today. When we were done, Z & I schlepped home and passed out until he had to get and go to work (he owed a huge favor to the usual Sunday night manager). I stayed home and really didn’t do much of anything. Oh, yes. I re-dyed my hair, so now it is a bright burgundy (brighter on the roots, natch). I feel much better about it.

So, that was my weekend. My week will be consumed with Measure teach and previews, culminating in Friday night’s opening. If you’re in town, you might want to check out the show. It’s not the best of Shakespeare’s scripts, but there is some damn fine acting going on, and then there are the dancing girls. We’re very pretty.
e_juliana: (stare)
Z & I finally signed up for Netflix (which rocks my world), so we've been slowly catching up on all of the movies we've meant to see over the past few years. The first four, with comments:

Shrek 2: Cute. Fun. Better than your average Disney flick, and it had us howling in places. I adore Puss In Boots, and think Fiona is prettier as an ogre.

The Bourne Supremacy: Despite being spoiled for events that take place in the first 10 minutes, I enjoyed the hell out of this movie. I love watching Matt Damon work (and run), in part because he makes it look effortless. I have no real attachment to the books, so I'm able to enjoy this franchise without any residual crankiness.

Spiderman 2: Meh. Z enjoyed this a lot more than I did. I spent the first 2/3 of the movie yelling at Peter to just tell Mary Jane, already. There were bits that I liked, particularly the reaction of everyone on the train to Spidey's unmasking.

Dodgeball: Oh. My. Stars. I haven't laughed so hard at a movie in a very very long time. I'm not a big fan of embarrassment comedy (I cringed all the way through Meet The Parents), but I do love the physical humor, and I can appreciate the fact that Ben Stiller absolutely commits himself to whatever role he is playing. AND it has Alan Tudyk as a pirate! For no apparent reason whatsoever, except that it's funny! How can you resist?

Next up: Ronin and Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.


(We've also watched Looking For Richard and Richard III lately, but those weren't from Netflix and they were for research, so I'm not counting those.)
e_juliana: (mystery)
"With Cat-Like Tread" - the song from Pirates of Penzance - is incredibly apt because the pirates can't be quiet to save their lives, and neither can our cats. Ahem. "Pussy-footing", indeed. It sounds like a herd of baby elephants has taken residence in here.

Also? Kevin Kline is damn hot as the Pirate King. Rrrrowwwr.




Also, your point would be?

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Minerva McGonagall, Transfigurations.


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I've resurrected [livejournal.com profile] nanookracing, because I don't seem able to keep a paper running log.

I have to keep reminding myself that slow mileage increases are best right now, that too far too fast will only result in injury. Not so easy to do when I'm ready and raring to go, or when I'm seeing dramatic improvements in my body's health as a result of starting my running program again. I honestly think that the taper before the marathon is harder on me than the post-marathon aftermath. During taper, I gain a few pounds and I don't get to run or even do my usual amount of yoga. The enforced inactivity does not help me think of myself as an athlete. During aftermath, I have the resumption of a regular schedule to look forward to, and that seems to stave off any letdown.

I have to say - I do not understand early-morning runners who dress entirely in dark clothing and then do not wear any sort of reflective gear. It makes no sense, and is patently unsafe. I almost smacked into two different people this morning. RUNNERS! The shiny stuff on your shoes is not enough to keep you safe! If I can't see you that well, what about the cars that are going by right next to us?!? Reflective gear is not that expensive! Also? If you have or run with a black dog? Get a reflective leash and/or collar. Actually, do that if you run with any dog. Please.

Okay, I'm done.


[livejournal.com profile] bigpenguin and I saw Team America: World Police yesterday. It was funny, but I'm glad that we only paid matinee price for it. It definitely wasn't as funny as South Park: Bigger, Longer, and Uncut, though it does feature very disturbing puppet sex. I have to seriously wonder how bad that scene was if they had to send it to the ratings board eight times before the movie could get an 'R' rating.

We get to go see Stage Beauty on Wednesday! I'm quite hopeful. Jeffrey Hatcher is a friend and a brilliant writer, so we know the script will be good.

Speaking of good scripts, we have a reading on Tuesday for Ari Hoptman's new play about Charles Guiteau, the man who assassinated James Garfield. It should be interesting, at the very least.



edit: Oh yes, I also got a fluffy bright red scarf to wear with my big black leather coat. I lurve it.
e_juliana: (just happy)
Morning.

First of all, thank you to everyone who suggested foods for our Oscar party competition. We ended up doing pigs in a blanket with bay leaves, Vietnamese spring rolls, and sushi, all in a platter above bunches of dry ice. It was a lot of fun, and we won! Go Team Us! Of course, dodoheads that we are, we forgot to take a picture of said winning entry, but believe me when I say it looked fantastic. Also, the pigs in a blanket were GONE before the show even started. The one time I listen to the little voice that whispers "You're making too much food" (and Zach telling me that I'm making too much food), and the voice was wrong like a wrong thing. Oh, well.

Friday - went up to St. Cloud to run "Daisy". Came back, and Z & I went to a small house party. We did not stay long, as most of the attendees were younger than us and had decided to make it a party in the style of college parties. And by that, I do not mean toga, I mean pathetic attempts at porn. It was a "Cock Tail Party". Yeah. Not in the mood, and since I was asleep within 15 minutes of getting home, I clearly needed the rest. Zach just needed to get out of there.

Saturday - Got my next tattoo - Courage. He also redid my Chaos tat, as it hadn't healed very well. Ooof. I was not physically prepared to get two tattoos done, and it happened to be the first day of period, so I was very pain-sensitive. Also? It has been discovered that I am allergic to the tape they use to keep the bandage on. That was not fun at ALL.

But it's gorgeous and I love it and it will heal. Until then, ibuprofen is my friend.

Saturday night, I went up to St. Cloud again, gratefully sped out after our final performance, and went to a party over at Sally's ([livejournal.com profile] redwright). It was fun, there was a lot of fantastic food, and some very nice people. Zach and I left early for us, which has become a trend. This "getting older thing"? For the birds.

Sunday - Z & I slept & lolled about until it was time to assemble the food & go to the Oscar party. Where we won for food. As I mentioned. :) The Oscars? Meh. Wanted to lick Mr. Depp, adored the hobbits, loved Jennifer Garner's dress. S'about it.

Well, there was discussion of marriage and how we'd like to observe it and who we would include, etc. Which was nice.



I started to do the "what were you doing a year ago" meme, but quickly decided that I did not need to go back there. I think I'll skip the "year ago" meme for most of 2004. Maybe I'll pick it back up in October.



E_juliana and Bigpenguin
  • Doing their best to adopt no rockin' children.
  • Hope to share their hearts for the foreseeable future.
  • Believe in attraction at first sight.
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e_juliana: (just happy)
To give everyone an idea of what we try to do every year, here is our entry for the Oscars two years previous. The movie was Black Hawk Down, we had even more soldiers (with the actors' headshots taped to them!) and helicopters, and spent the night moving them out to the other entries. It was a lot of fun.

We'd like to avoid the dessert idea again, though.

Help!

Feb. 26th, 2004 11:12 am
e_juliana: (just happy)
Zach and I have to create a movie-themed dish for our usual Oscar party. Our assigned movie? The Fog of War: Eleven Lessons from the Life of Robert S. McNamara. I've not seen it, though I want to, and I know it's mostly archival war footage and McNamara talking.

So, what do we do? Dry ice? Cotton candy? I'd like to steer away from the dessert idea, as most people bring something dessert-y. I just don't know what else to bring.....

This is also a contest and we are, how do you say, hella competitive. So we want to kick ASS. Unfortunately, we're not sure how to do so.

Help!!!


Also, quiz!

Other than the last line, this is a good result....

fbbfb
Complete sincerity: You believe in being
straightforward with others, and you expect the
same from them. People would consider you a
good listener, and one who is calm and mostly
serious.


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e_juliana: (drink)
Following is a list of the supporting roles for a new Warner Brothers movie, "Dramarama". It's basically "Bring It On" set in a drama club. It looks sooooo cheesy.

(Note: I mock, but if I had seen this 10 years ago? I would have been all over this like white on rice.)

Give me a D! )

Lord. Butch dykey goth chicks?? Wow.....
e_juliana: (Default)
I still have this damned cough. It's starting to piss me off, because I'm leery of running with it, but I Need To Run. I'm getting very nasty about not being able to run. But when I can't even get through my weight routine or a yoga session without coughing, the idea of running (especially outside) just doesn't seem like a wise one. Grump.

Party planning continues apace. A local gourmet bakery is donating a ton of baguettes and other party breads. Sally, Z, and I go shopping for the majority of foods tonight.

Problem is, I'm not sure I want to go to this party. I'm in full-on hermit mode, not even going out to karaoke. Part of it is the sickness, part of it is not wanting to spend money that could go toward gifts, and part of it is sheer cussedness. I'm not feeling anti-season or anything, I'm just anti-socializing. The Humans have become scary again, and I don't want to cope. So why am I in love with one of the most classically extroverted people I know? He gets upset if he has to spend more than 2 days at home, I get upset if I don't get serious time at home (with him there). This didn't work so well last time around, so I'm verra curious to see how we'll work it this time.

Work stuff - we're still up in there. It's been admitted that the 1/1/04 deadline is, to put it mildly, ridiculous. They've given us no other details since the official announcement. It appears that there won't be any layoffs, but I'm still searching for a new job. I'm working (and being compensated) far below my potential, and I'm tired of it.

Still about a month behind in Angel. Must to organize tapes and watch.

Z is impressed at my fortitude in waiting to go see Return Of The King. I assumed that we wouldn't get around to it until Christmas Day, as is the tradition with our people. I might watch the two previous ones before that, but I only have the theatrical releases. I'm banking on a gift set type of deal when RotK EE is released next year, and then I can get all of them at one fell swoop. This may be a bad plan. We'll see.

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