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Don't Wake Me, I Plan on Sleeping In

Things I've done this weekend:

-Sleep
-Read
-Sleep
-Read
-Sleep
-Read
-Sleep...
-Post?

So, Wednesday, I went to the Chilli Cookoff at my church, joined the religious equivalent of the "Signaway Club", checked my watch, realized that the night was still young, and drove on over to Lord of Life. They happened to be having a lock in, complete with a pretty nifty Christian Hip-Hop Rapper from Texas, so I spent three hours renewing contacts with a few of my pals from my Lutheran-Youth-Group days. Good times, good times. I then headed home to hide from the five 14-year-old boys who had turned our basement into a Nintendo-shrine. Apparently they had an "Airplane" Marathon, too: four hours of non-stop cracker-jack humor complete with inflatable men and Richard Nixon masks.

Thursday: Three cheers for Girls' Soccer! They completely dominated Elk River (at least, I'm pretty sure it was Elk River) in a 2-1 win for Section Champs. They're going to State! Yay!

Shelty and I camped out at my house among the shriveled ruins of unplugged game-cube cords and a false beard or two. Don't ask; I didn't. Manda hung out with us for awhile and we did pop-bottle experiments in my backyard. Hours of entertainment, right there. When Manda left, Shelty and I recycled the projector the boys had set up and watched Mona Lisa Smile on my living room wall. Good movie. I still don't think Julia Roberts was the person to play the part of Ms. Watson, but it was still a good film. We even watched some of the extras. Question for fellow bloggers out there: compare, contrast; 1953 vs. 2006, how have men and women's roles in society changed? Which society was healthier? Consider physical and social ideals.

Hm. I wonder if I could get a job writing AP questions somewhere. Nix that. I think I'd rather write fortune cookies: "You're going to do something next week that you will regret for the rest of your life," "Trade fortunes with the man in booth 4," "Don't quit your day job."

Friday: We slept in, played Stratego, and went to The Prestige. GREAT movie. Highly suggest it. It follows the stories of two Magicians warring to be "the Greatest," and the "sacrifices" they make and the lengths that they go to to be the best. It comes with several great lines about obsession, science, and magic. 11 points each for script, character, plot, and effects. It's the first movie I've seen in a long time that had a respectable amount of intrigue to the plot... AKA, it was more than a conglomerating of hot camera shots and on-screen pyrotechnics. It had an honest-to-god plot, which is rare in holywood these days (mind you, it is based on a novel, which may explain the existance of a plot, but, hey, who's complaining?). Kudos to Hugh Jackman for especially effective acting. Again, highly recommended. I will warn you, though, it is a darker film, so don't walk into the theatre looking for Hogwarts. It deals with obsession, murder, and science. Dangerous stuff, if you don't know what your looking for. Quote of the film: "man's reach exceeds his imagination."

Again, great film. I must admit, I'm a little exausted on movie watching- I try not to make a habit of it, but when I got home from The Prestige, I found my mom on the couch with a popcorn bowl and comforter. Her thumb was on Play for See Jane Date, so, I went from intrigue to chick-lit-turned-chick-flick, which was, well, fairly disappointing. My consolation prizes for surviving film No. 3? Jailbird and Plato's Republic. Thank you, Mrs. Niemi.

Alright, I'd better go now. While I've been living a thousand other lives on screen and in print, I've come to neglect my own life. In short, Reality is feeling cheated, and I've suddenly remembered the stack of unfinished homework and unfolded clothing that now refuse to be ignored. Hope you've all had a wonderful weekend and are enjoy what we have left of October! Much love,

-Sra

P.S. My dog's birthday is on Monday. She'll be 77 in dog years!
P.P.S. I forgot the word of the Thursday last week. So...

tchotchke \CHOCH-kuh\, noun: A trinket; a knickknack.

It was Slavic, before we Americanized it. So sayeth the American Dictionary.

P.P.P.S. I'm not going to bother checking this for grammar and spelling. Have fun.

posted by Sara Ann @ 3:14 PM