Musical marriage proposal

If anyone tried to do this for me, I'd kill them.

We may not have a football team, but we have a damn good Quidditch team.

MTV made a Quidditch commercial to promote HP6 and the Emerson Quidditch team is in it.

Movie Trailers - Movies Blog

I'm pretty sure we're the ones in the green capes.

Beautiful movies.

Tim Burton is redoing Alice and Wonderland and judging from the photos, it's going to be beautiful.

If you're not familiar with the table flip, you're probably not from New Jersey.

HP House.

Ravenclaw values intelligence, creativity, wit, and wisdom. "Wit beyond measure is man's greatest treasure" is an oft-repeated Ravenclaw proverb.^[HP5][HP7] The house mascot is a raven, the house colours are blue and bronze (changed to blue and silver in the films). The head of this house is the Charms professor, Filius Flitwick, and the house ghost is The Grey Lady. According to Rowling, Ravenclaw corresponds roughly to the element of air. The founder of this house is Rowena Ravenclaw.

The dormitories are located in Ravenclaw Tower on the west side of the school. The common room, which went undescribed in the series until the climax of Deathly Hallows, is round and filled with blue hangings and fat armchairs, has a domed ceiling painted with stars, and also features a replica statue of Rowena wearing her diadem. Harry also notes that, by day, the Ravenclaws "would have a spectacular view of the surrounding mountains." A logical riddle must be solved in order to gain entry, whereas the Gryffindor, Hufflepuff and Slytherin common rooms only require a password.

Source: Wikipedia

Bahaha Boston.

Allison and I went to the Red Hat tonight because on Sundays, Mondays, and Tuesdays they have 10 cent wings after 5pm. We split 20 wings ("split..." I had 16) and each had a pint of Red Hat beer, and towards the end of our meal, a few people came in and apparently someone ordered a big salad. And one of the guys brought up the big salad every few minutes. In a ten minute span, I think he said "big salad" at least fifteen times. "Eileen just likes big salad. Man, isn't that a big salad? Yeah, it's a big salad. She just likes big salads!" I kept laughing. The beer encouraged me to keep laughing because I've become a lightweight, and being tipsy makes it hard to control my giggles.

Then another guy entered, a short man wearing Croqs, and decided to stir up trouble. By commenting on the big salad. The two men almost got into a fight (over the big salad) and "big salad" was said another twenty or so times. The bartender had to yell at them and told them if they were going to fight, they had to take it outside. He didn't want them talking to each other. Then the big salad was brought up again. And then they finally gave up.

We left and decided to buy beer on the walk home, stopping at the liquor store we've been to a few times. As we were paying for the six pack of Coronas, the guy ringing us in asked us what we were up to tonight. Without shame, I told him we were going home to watch Daisy of Love. He didn't know what we were talking about. The other guy that worked there interrupted and was familiar with Daisy, but we had to explain that it was trashy reality TV about a trashy girl who was famous for being on another trashy show.

When we left, we ended up walking behind people with a dog that kept barking at people. It barked at a homeless man. The homeless guy's response was "down, killah! Someone get this dog a Milkbone!"




...big salad.

Parade

Pride week endstomorrow with a gay prideparade. Big party in Gvt Center,where the parade route ends.


SOEXCITED.

Problems

Ipulled off my spacebar in attemptstoclean under itand Ican't figure out how to put itback oncorrectly...thereare hook thingsthat just won'tgo in. Howmuch would it costto have the Mac storeput it back onforme?


WhenI'm typing, I feel likeI haveaspeech impediment.


Also, now I wantto spend allmy money on books.

Leighton Meester's music

Originally, I wasn't convinced Leighton Meester could pull off Blair Waldorf. Blair was my favorite character in the Gossip Girl series and I didn't think anyone could do her justice. But the series has become so different from the books that I'm able to enjoy it; I've only seen the first season but plan on watching the second (it's one of those shows I like watching multiple episodes of in a row), and Leighton is a great actress and also quite gorgeous. She's featured in a Cobra Starship song, Good Girls Go Bad, which, true to the Cobra style, is really catchy, and also did a cover of Bette Davis Eyes, available here. (That link may not work, but go to her iLike page and click "Play all.") She surprised me again--I didn't think I'd like her voice, but I love it and can't wait for her CD to come out. Or leak. One or the other.

iPhone App wall

Apple has a wall of iPhone apps, arranged by color, and whenever someone purchases an app, the one on the wall pulsates.


See photo/video here.

More "Housewives!"

There's going to be a DC season of Real Housewives.



Dear Bravo, thanks for continually feeding my addiction. Now, just release more seasons on DVD so I can buy them.


Also, NY vs NJ.

Guilt.

I've read about 100 pages of The Year of Living Biblically and it's making me feel guilty for a) not reading the Bible (I have no idea what the hell the guy is talking about half the time. Every two seconds I think "the book of what?") and not going to church. I don't remember the last time I went to church.

My connection with religion is weird. I believe in the basis of what I'm supposed to but don't agree with half of what the church says/does. I went to the Vatican when I was in Europe and felt like most Catholics do when they make the trek there (the Pope spoke to us and then it started pouring on is...we blamed Morgan because she's Jewish and "God got mad that there's a Jew at the Vatican." Ha. Still one of my favorite quotes from Fall 2007). I like the story of Jesus's birth and how people in other countries do recreations of it, and I hate when non-Christians celebrate Christmas. We sell The Willow Tree products at work, and there's a replica of the Nativity Scene that I kind of want because it's pretty (The Willow Tree line in general is wonderful), with a two foot tall Mary and a bunch of animals and the like. The Nativy Scene we have at home is, honest to God, one of mice. A little mouse Mary, a baby mouse Jesus, three Wise Mice, etc. They're all clothed, Jesus mouse is in a manger. I forget when my mom and I found it, but I made her buy the entire scene. I've always had an obsession with human-esque animals, which is one of the reasons I have always loved Disney movies.

And I'm pretty sure I'm going to hell. I've broken a bunch of commandments already (and I had to look on Wikipedia to see what they actually are, in order.

1. I am the Lord your god, you shall have no other gods before me.
Given the choice between a Jesus statue and an ice cream cone, I'm pretty sure I'd take the ice cream cone.

2. You shall not make wrongful use of the name your God.
Do it everyday. "Oh my god" comes out of my mouth almost as much as "that's like that Friends episode."

3. Remember the Sabbath and keep it holy.
I have to leave for work in a couple of hours. Day of rest and rememberance? Nope.

4. Honor your mother and father.
My philosophy when I was little was "you yell at me, I'll yell back." And that only applied to my parents. Outside my house, I was perfection. Inside my house, I was a demon.

5. You shall not kill.
Bugs only.

6. You shall not commit adultery.
This one apparently includes lusting, masturbation, homosexuality, premarital sex, divorce, and birth control. Which means I've broken it, as well as 99% of the people I know, and most of America.

7. You shall not steal.
Hannah Montana sunglasses in WalMart and a bunch of postcards from a museum in London.

8. You shall not bear false witness against your neighbor.
I'm not a great liar, but I can do it if necessary.

9. You shall not covet your neighbor's house; you shall not covet your neighbor's wife.
Oops?

10. Neither shall you desire your neighbor's house, or field, or male or female slave, or ox, or donkey, or anything that belongs to your neighbor.
I'm the most jealous person I know. I covet everything.


Oy.

But really, the book is very good. I promise.

In other words, "To terrify children."

Images you won't believe aren't photoshopped.

My favorite is number 11--the giant rubber duck.

Cedric Diggory died and became this.

Other pictures here.


Still undecided about whether or not I'll see New Moon in theatres.

Ugh. Self loathing.

I succumbed.


http://twitter.com/HeatherBlakely




Oy.

Tiz is growing up.

Wow, Ashley Tisdale.

Other pictures from the shoot (whatever it was for) can be found here.

Oh, Parm.

Heather: bird outside my window!
Jocelyn: oo
Heather: always makes me feel like a disney princess.
Jocelyn: sing to it


Jocelyn: when i lived in wareham i played "touch the bus" and .. tripped


Jocelyn: im going to start calling the cape the cod
Heather: HAHA
Heather: why
Jocelyn: because i just thought thats what someones status said
Jocelyn: but i read it wrong
Jocelyn: and i was like, haha.. the cod


Jocelyn: hahaah i also just thought an article was titled:
Jocelyn: black president... how does that happen?
Jocelyn: but it was how does CHANGE happen
Jocelyn: oo cnn.. that was a close one

Jocelyn: i just went to "like" your blog entry
Jocelyn: oh facebook.

Rule #4: Don't steal other people's friends.

Facebook relationship etiquette:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iROYzrm5SBM&feature=player_embedded

Voldemort has chosen Draco Malfoy for a mission.

That trailer makes me fangasm.


I usually hate when books are made into films because key points are usually lost or mistranslated, and the HP movies are no exception. However, the fourth and fifth movies (and most likely the 6th) are gorgeous; even though there are things missing and certain characters are overshadowed, the movies are fabulous in terms of cinematography. It's just one more thing that makes HP superior to Twilight--so much production goes into the movies and they're not just banged out in order to get money.

Also, I just love Maggie Smith and Helena Bonham Carter.

My feelings towards the castle have changed from aching nostalgic desires to be there instead of where ever I am into a more wistful sense of remembering. I'd love to go back, obviously, but the circumstances would have to be almost the exact same as when I was there the first time; instead of needing it, like most of us have felt since we returned to the States, I think I've reached the point where it's fun to look back on but I no longer feel as if things could never be better than then. Maybe I'm finally getting over it/growing up, or maybe I'm putting too much faith in how LA will be. I don't know.

I really should put my photos on Flickr.