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I saw Elf today and it has made me all warm n fuzzy with Christmas goo.

Okay, not really. I can definitely say that I enjoyed it more than the Matrix (I'll get to that). It was a simple movie, very silly, pretty mushy, but overall good. Will Ferrell was really funny and while he was really annoying, he made the character lovable too. I can't think of anyone else who could play that role very well. Now I want to over-decorate the room with Christmas crap and bring out the joooy and the fuuun and the WEE!

I actually wasn't planning to see the movie today because last night Kathryn (my roommate) told me it would involve waking up at 10:30 AM. That's a tad early for a Saturday morning, but my gallbladder woke me up. Dammit. I hate it when that happens. It becomes a debate of disrupting one's peaceful slumber versus pissing yourself. So out of the top bunk I descended, into the smelly bathroom of doooom.

But all is good, because I got to go to the mall with Kathryn and Alison. Our cab driver was kind of crazy though, so we called a different company to take us home. Less crazy, as in, not turning into the other road to pass a car on the left because it's going a bit too slow for your taste.

I feel kind of wrong for saying this, but I like Old Navy. I've been to Old Navy before, but I've barely ever gotten anything from there. When I go shopping with my mum, we usually don't go there and instead opt for the Gap, Banana Republic, or some equally non-exciting generic place. But Old Navy just seems more fun; for one thing, they have THIS! I'm wearing them right now, in addition to this, which I didn't even know was $5 when I got it, but yikes...that's cheap. Overall I spent $50 on that pajama set, a bag, two long sleeved shirts, and two pj shorts. I wasn't planning to buy anything, so it's kind of awful I ended up with so much stuff. At first I was only going to get the bag because it was $8, but then I made the mistake of looking around the store. At least I realized that I didn't need this or this, although they're both very nice sweaters. Why am I buying all this clothes? Argh. Crap. Well. Now I know what my size is; because I'm so short, I'm not a small adult as much as I am an extra large kid. I can wear size 16 pants (I have a size 14 pair of jeans that fit me last month, but not anymore! Haha! Uh! Oops! Crap!), which I guess is like an overweight kid or something, but I noticed kid's clothes doesn't have much butt room. So the dividing line between being a kid and an adult is your BUTT. That's my not-so-scientific conclusion.

I think I've gained about eight pounds since school started. I know you shouldn't obsess over weight, but that isn't something to scoff at either. Gaining a few pounds from time to time is not a big deal at all, but it's not like I'm carrying eight pounds of extra water weight. So I wonder of course what the eight pounds is, and I realize that I don't really want to know because my intestines might be compacted with the stuff. Hm. Hmmm. Okay, I'll stop talking about my intestines now.

On Friday I saw the Matrix with my mum. I wasn't expecting it to be really good, so it ended up being better than I thought it would be. For the most part. Until the end. WHAT WAS THAT? Not really the outcome of the story as much as how it was portrayed. Actually, I still don't get it and if someone could explain it to me, that'd be cool. I feel like a lot of stuff was left out or not explained well and blah blah blah. It was kind of sad to see this movie be so far off from the first one, which was definitely cool. Oh yeah, some parts of the script made me cringe and at some points I prefered the machines over the humans.

Today I was supposed to do more homework than I actually got done. That happens a lot. I did my reading for anthropology class, not that I really understood it, and I did my Japanese homework due on Tuesday, although a lot of it is probably wrong. Now I ought to study for my Japanese dialogue test because I really screw those things up. Despite that, I plan to apply for a job at the Japanese Concordia Language Village for a summer job. I'd have to fly to Minnesota, but the job pays so I figure that would make up for some of it. Then again, I don't actually think I'd get chosen if I apply, but it can't hurt, and I think my Japanese teachers will write nice recommendations for me. I've never taken any kind of leadership position before and am extremely unqualified to work at a camp, but there's a first time for everything.

On Friday night I went to see a comedy show with a bunch of people on my floor mainly to see the two guys across the hall, Simon and Abel, perform. It was really, really funny for the most part, with some really odd sketches in there. The weirdest one was the last one in which the sketch was an immitation of muppets. I can't really explain it (I do have a video clip though), but Simon was the cookie monster, Abel was "the cook" and everyone was going crazy (the skit was set in a restaurant with everyone sitting at tables). It was great. Abel had a big pot of pasta and was dumping it everywhere. ...okay, this sounds really weird. Another one was really funny that Simon and Abel wrote, which...well, I could explain, but it wouldn't be funny if I talked about it anyway. They're very talented, although since they live across the hall I know that they're really weird. I mean, they're normal too. The weird thing about them is that...they're really docile and can easily seem normal, but then they have these quirks. They're kind of passively weird, if that makes any sense. Simon writes "I AM YOUR CANCER" on the whiteboard as a message to Kathryn a lot. A few days ago, both Simon and Abel wanted food from Kathryn and it was just really funny how Abel asked for it. He came in the room, not looking like he wanted anything in particular, sat down in Kathryn's chair as she was in her bed doing work, and ask if she would know where he could get some chicken flavored noodles. Yes, where oh where could these noodles be? Perhaps on the bookcase a few feet away? Anyway, Kathryn ended up making Simon and Abel noodles. I was amused. It's very amusing living across from those guys.

Even though having someone write "I AM YOUR CANCER" on your whiteboard can be a bit threatening, it's nice to be able to joke about that with someone. I'm not really sure how the joke came about, but you know, making fun of people means you're really comfortable with them. As of now, I don't feel comfortable making fun of anyone. Damn, if only I could call some people poop nut heads and whack em with stuff...oh well, I can dream. HAHA! No.

Tonight Kathryn made apple crisp and I helped peel the apples! I think I would still enjoy cooking/baking, although I wouldn't be able to eat anything. Oh well, it's the process that's enjoyable. Like making origami pretty much has no purpose, but I still do it and kill lots of trees in the process. Maybe I should figure out how to make a good raw pie. I've never tried it because it takes so long and...oh, nevermind.

Geez, why am I still awake?

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If the fish or cheese did cause my period, then I'm certainly glad I had it, but I wouldn't want to cause it again in the future. :) Maybe that supports the "menstruation is a way to get rid of toxins" theory, which I feel uncomfortable talking about with ...pretty much anyone in real life because no one believes me. But anyway. Ya! I guess I don't like sashimi or cheese enough to bear the periods, or I really hate periods. It's more of the second one...I really, really hate them, and that's even without feeling any pain.

I really like cheese. *sigh*

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