The Hangover
I saw The Hangover this Sunday and I have to say I was not impressed.
Not a good movie. It was boring.
Guy goes for bachellor party with soon-to-be brother in law and 2 best friends. They go out partying. Wake up next morning. One is married to a hooker, there’s a tiger in the bathroom and they’re missing the Groom. Awesome.
So the three dudes go on a wild goose chase to find this friend and in the process find out one was in the hospital, one got married, they stole Mike Tyson’s tiger and took $80,000 from a naked Chinese dude.
Of course some people would find this amusing, but I’m not into the… “dumb” humor for lack of better word. Movies like Super Bad don’t appeal to me. I’m sorry.
HOWEVER… I’m going to agree with this post about how hot Mr. Cooper was.
Yup.
That’s all.
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Green Day Concert
Epic Sexiness
I bought tickets for Green Day on May 10th, 2009 at 10:02am sharp. Seriously. And I had been eagarly waiting their arrival to Vancouver.
I started listening to Green Day when I was about 7 years old. The year would be 1996. Two years after Dookie came out and a year after Insomniac came out. My family got their first computer in 1996 and my (now) estranged father became very interested in downloading things. He discovered a website where you could download music (Nasap? Nascape? The one with the cat logo!!!) And shortly learned how to make CDs. So on longerish trips we would listen to mix CDs which usually contained Green Day. Of course one of the first songs I heard by Green Day was When I Come Around. Classic. And it’s been a long standing love obsession with them ever since.
So Saturday July 4th rolls around. Jess and I pick up the tickets from GM Place* around 1pm. After running around doing stuff and grabbing food we napped for a bit and then at 7:30, headed to GM Place to watch… GREEEEN DAAAAAY. 
We grabbed beer and some cinnaminy dough stick things and then headed down to general admin. Aka: Standing area. We stood around centre ice, near the back of the crowd. Jess is very tall and feels guilty that he blocks views. I would have liked to get up near the front.. maybe even touch a hand! But I stayed with Jess.
The Bravery opened for them. They remind me of a cross between Coldplay and The Killers mixed with
Dirnt Dirnt Dirnt Dirnt
a touch of punk. I didn’t mind them. They weren’t awesome, but they weren’t bad either.
After they went off stage Jess and I went to buy a t-shirt. I got a pretty yellow one! I’ll post pictures when I have the time. So… tonight!
When we came back it was only a matter of time until Green Day would start. The Pink Bunny ran out onto stage. If you’re a Green Day fan at all you know about the Pink Bunny mascot. He got the crowd going. He made everyone scream. He shot gunned two beers and imitated Michael Jackson’s infamous crotch grab.
And then… it began! Dun dun dun!
Having been listening to these guys since I was a child and finally seeing them live was incredible. I thought being in San Fran a few years ago was awesome just because I was in the same city as them! But being in the same building, watching them play, listening to them sing was surreal.
They had mini fireworks! And sparks falling from the ceiling! And fire balls/streams exploding behind Tre Cool! And the best part I think is that they TALK to the crowd. They interact.They pulled up a guy from the crowd to sing Longview and another guy to play guitar for Jesus of Suburbia. Which I think is effin’ rad. Jess said that the show was worth the ticket price in the first two songs. I’m inclined to agree. But I knew it’d be worth it either way. 
Also, they sound VERY similar to how they sound on the CD even though GM Place has shitty sound. (It’s a hockey arena, what do you expect?)
Tre Cool... my hero
So for those poor souls that didn’t make it to the Vancouver concert of Green Day, I found a f*cking rad fan that managed to sneak a camera into the concert and record most if not all of the concert! You can find his channel here.
Here’s the set list they played.
Holiday (one of my favorite songs ever)
Jaded/Longview (this is the one where the guy got to get up on stage and sing!)
After this I thought the show was over. But we encored.
Tales of Another Broken Home (latter chunk of JoS)
Good Riddance (Time of Your Life)
Anyway, I hope you enjoy the videos as much as I enjoyed the concert!
I was very deaf the night of/morning after BUT I still had most of my voice in spite of copious amounts of screaming/yelling/chanting/singing along.
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You don't get anymore badass than this.
* GM Place is a hockey area where the Vancouver Canucks play! So it’s big!
Pics from Camping
I’m not gonna write much, just post some pictures from Camping and from the Canada Day celebrations on the 1st 
Enjoy.
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HP
I just realized that Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince comes out in 2 weeks. That’s 14 days people! Do you realize how EXCITED I am?!
I watched the trailer today (because I am a nerd) and I was all, “I should re-read the 6th book so I know wtf is going on.” and then at the end of the trail it read “JULY 15TH” And I think my heart stopped…That’s really soon. It’s July already people!
*sigh*
Well the good news is that I read fast. I finished the 6th book in one day. The first day it came out actually… In hind sight I should have spread it out. Because then I would have something to read while waiting for the 7th book to come out. But I didn’t. I devoured that book in less then 8 hours. All 6 hundred pages of it. And at the time I could recite the entire plot back to you, give quotes word for word and probably even name off 90% of the spells used in the book. I was that big of a nerd.
So let this serve as a reminder that you must read the 6th Harry Potter book within the next 2 weeks. Because the movie is coming out and the VFX look jizz-in-pants worthy…
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My Back
I’ve been contemplating for about a week now to go to the spa. Not to get my nails done or get a facial or anything like that. But to get a massage. A full back/body massage from an RMT (registered massage therapist).
Actually, I don’t even think RMTs work at spas. Anyway, the post is, I want to get a massage. Hell an appointment with a chiropractor will do.
Why?
Because at the ripe old age of 20 my back is deteriorating. Sort of. Sitting in a very uncomfortable chair for 10+ hours a day isn’t really good for my back or neck.
It’d be great if I had medical because then work/whatever would cover a good 40% of a trip to the RMT or Chiropractor! Thank you Canada and work medical coverage.
But I don’t. I need to work at this place for a year before I get medical. And I don’t think I’ll be here for too long. Contracts only last so long. And it’s pretty rare in the VFX industry to find a place that will cover your medical stuff. Which is super lame.
So in which case I may just look into what other options the province has so that I don’t have to pay a grotesque amount of money to get my teeth cleaned. Right now I’ve got basic medical which is $55 a month. Every BC resident pays this and it covers all hospital costs and what not. So if I blow my knee out again, and need to get it chopped off, and reattached with a super snazzy cyborg leg that even has little missiles attached to the ankles, it wouldn’t cost me a dime. (Though I bet reloading the missiles would add up fast)
Annnnnyway.
So I’ve been deciding between Chiropacticness or Massage-ness… Chiro will cost $50ish per treatment. Massages can cost anywhere from $60-$90 for a one hour pounding of the muslces in your back. And at this rate I’ll need both.
And a hair apt. I always take my sweet fucking time when it comes to booking hair apts. I’m kind of lazy.
But I need to book a massage for myself and Jess. And apparently a hair apt for myself and Jess.
The good news is, $400 came out of my chequeing account today and into my Tax Free Savings Account! I’m on my way to saving for France in May 2010.
Okay, I’m done.
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Why I’ve Been Gone For 3 Days
I went camping, as my last post about bathrooms would imply.
Jess and I took off Friday afternoon and booted it from Vancouver to Ellison Park (Vernon-ish) which took roughly 5 hours. I didn’t really even notice it taking that long because I was flying down the highway most of the part (yup I got to drive!).
We arrived around 6pm-ish and unloaded everything and set up in about an hour. I was rather impressed. We even got the rent set up in one try. While Jess prepared dinner (salmon!) I got to pump up the air mattress… which took a while because the foot pump was cheap and dinky.
So that night we endured a lot of stupid teens/young adult males cheering, screaming, doing whatever the fuck it is they do until 2am. And then an air bomb went off at 4am. I didn’t really sleep much of that night.
Saturday day! Woke up late. At food. Relaxed. Went to the beach with Monty and Jess. Came back, ate, relaxed.
That night… it was super windy. So I didn’t really sleep.. again.
Sunday day! Cranky day for me because of lack of sleep. Jess read a lot, and I was bored. So I took Monty for a walk to the beach for a bit. And then came back. We ate some food and then went back to the beach to watch the sun set. Jess brought his book and I brought my camera. I shall post pictures later.
That night, the neighbour baby cried all evening, and throughout the night. Seriously, who brings an infant camping?! Morons.
And the Monday morning I was up at 8:40, we ate quick, packed up and checked out.
Stopped in Merritt for milk shakes. (Jess’s tradition) and kept on heading back home with a truck full of stuff.
We got back to Vancouver around 4pm and unloaded a bunch of stuff… Except the cooler. Which worries me. There’s a cooler.. in my living room full of potentially rotten food. Ew. At least garbage day is the day after tomorrow.
Jess and I showered, took a nap and then ordered some sushi! Yum. 
And then watched the first episode of season four of the L Word! Weeeeee. Makes me happy. And then we passed out.
Jess gets his audi today too. Which he’s super excited about. It’s a pretty car.
See?
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A Public Thought About Bathrooms
This weekend I had the pleasure of going camping with my Love for 3 days.
And while I really enjoyed myself, I did not enjoy the bathrooms. The “outhouses” had running water (sort of) which annoyed me. In all honesty, I’d rather the hole in the ground type outhouses above actual toilets. Why? Because there’s no chance of clogging the toilet and leaving your waste there as a surprise for the next person to use the toilet after you. Of course, as with any type of bathroom, there is the chance of the person some how completely missing the toilet and plastering the wall with pee or letting their toddler finger paint with feces.
Which brings me to the main point of the post. Theatre bathrooms. Why do people pee, wipe themselves and then leave? Without flushing the toilets. Seriously. And why do people check the bathroom and move on to the next one when the toilet the just checked is full, instead of flushing it. Is it that hard?
When I go to a theatre, I drink a lot of water/juice/pop/whatever and then I have to piss like a race horse afterwards. So when I go into the girls’ bathroom, I don’t want to have to go into every stall to check to see if I can go. Seriously. If people would just flush the toilet when they’re finished, none of us would have this problem. Usually if my situation isn’t too urgent, I go through and flush the toilets until I find an empty one.
And one situation (told to me by my “mother-in-law”) is where women pee, and some how get it on the toilet seat and then leave it. They don’t clean it up, they just go. And the next poor soul comes to sit down assuming that toilet seats are usually dry, and sits in a puddle of cool pee. Not cool. And I’m thinking the reason for this is women standing (yes, standing) on the toilet seat and doing their thing. It’s actually (apparently) quite a problem in Richmond BC (not to far from where I live) where there is a large Asian community, and in one of the malls there’s signs in the girl’s bathroom indicating to the people, not to stand on the seats. I dunno. Apparently in China, or Japan, or Korea? Somewhere, people pee in holes in the ground. So it would only make sense to stand on a toilet seat to them. (I’m not being racist by the way, one of the people at work, who is Chinese told me about this)
So I’m sending out a public service announcment! Mainly to women.
1. Sit when you do your thing. Seriously. And FLUSH!
2. FLUSH! I don’t care how many times you have to do it, just make sure your shit is down the pipe before you leave the stall.
3. Don’t stand on the toilet seats.
4. If you somehow manage to get waste outside the toilet, clean it up. It won’t kill you. But it’ll make others gag when they come across it.
5. Don’t let your child shit and then paint walls with it. That’s gross.
6. Flush. For F*ck sakes, flush!
7. If you come across a toilet that has been left violated (read: not flushed) flush it.
That’s all.
I’d like to note that the further I wrote this, the angrier I got.
So don’t piss me off. And FLUSH! I haven’t come across a woman who just walked out of a stall without flushing, but if I do, the wrathe of bathroom etiquette shall be upon her. Let her soul rest in peace. *anger*
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Transformers 2
Warning: This post contains spoilers for Transformers II. But if you’re smart you won’t go see it and waste $10.
Don’t go see it.
My friends thought it was epic. I thought it was an epic fail.
What goes on? To be honest, I lost track half way through the movie because I guess I had too much to drink and thought about whether or not my bladder was gonna do a Michael Bay (explode) all over the theatre seats.
So.. Sam is going away to college. Finds a shard of the AllSpark. Gives it to his girlfriend. Goes to college. Meets room mates. Weird shit happens. Girlfriend goes to college to see him “cheating” on her with a robot (fembot ftw!). She gets mad… fembot goes totally pyscho attacks them. They drive away (after running fembot over) and get captured by Megatron (who was brought back to life? and went to his planet and talked to an old megatron dude named “the Fallen”) They want what’s in his brain.
And basically the rest of the movie is running from Megatron and his posse. Optimus dies. And they meet this old decepticon who switched sides to autobots. And he tells them about the Prime (yes like Optimus Prime) and this Matrix key… and how it’s in Egypt with three kings or something. So they find this key and it turns to dust and Sam gets sad because he was gonna use it to bring Optimus Prime back to life.
So the army shows up or something and there’s a lot of “clean” choreographed explosions (the kind that look like fireworks) and shit as Sam and his girlfriend and his room mate and other dude run run run run run. And then Sam dies, but is brought back to life by the ancient Primes and they tell him the Matrix key is not found it’s earned. So they give him the key and then he shoves the key into Optimus Prime’s chest and brings him back to life. And the old decepticon turned autobot is all like, “HAVE MY PARTS!”
So Optimus Prime kicks all their butts and yeah.That’s about all there is to it.
I really liked the first Transformers movie and I was incredibly let down by this one. Even the effects were laaaaame. I counted 24 matte lines (if you’re a compositor or VFX artist at all you’ll know what I mean) and the 3d in it was very… VERY obvious. A lot of it looked to me like plastic and it would have looked better if they just did the entire movie as a Lego miniture set thing. Seriously.
The dialogue was cheesey. The plot was overly chaotic, messy, and unbalanced. The entire movie was just about all explosions. There wasn’t any rest time for me to catch up with the plot because there was a building being crushed very other second.
I cannot convey in words how much I disliked this movie. Mr. Bay did a TERRIBLE job. He basically “masturbated away $200 million.” I hope for the sake of the franchise and the health of my eyes that they do not make a Transformers III.
Dear Michael Bay,
You suck.
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I’m A Bad Guy
I knew this would happen. I did. I knew that as soon as Roomie got this feline that if she didn’t take care of it, the moment I started telling her she needs to take care of it I’d be portrayed as the bad guy.
And guess what? I am.
Her mother Janice apparently thinks that I’m a total bitch to Roomie about Q. And I quote…from a source who is friends with a constant contact with Janice.
well it turns out that Janice thinks you’re being awful to Roomie about Q because Q is all she has in life. She has no one else in Van .
she thinks you’re a bag for treating Roomie that way
She’s lonely and you’re being difficult
she’s long getting 1/2 the story, from herS******** knows the story and feels you are 100% right in feeling the way you do and feels very sorry for the kitten and agrees that if Roomie wanted one she should have been responsible
Yup.
So there we go. The moment I tell Roomie not to leave a 3 month old kitten alone for 12 hours she tells her mother and her mother starts spreading slander about me.
Q is not all she has in life. She has her boyfriend (I am doubting her mother actually knows about the relationship), she has my ex, and she has my ex’s new gf. She’s not alone. Q is. And I’m the evil one for telling her to take responsibility. To not screw off for 12 hours or more because he needs her. Because he needs to be fed. Because he needs to be trained. And cared for.
What’s the lesson here? Don’t fuck with me. Because I don’t care what your mother thinks of me, especially when she’s a bible thumping maniac* with a diluted sense of reality (seriously, you can’t heal someone just because touching their forehead). If you’ve got a dog, a cat, a bird, a fish, a pet f*cking rock, you need to look after it. Seriously.
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* When I say “bible thumping maniac” I mean it. She’s the kind that is hell bent on converting you to being whatever flavor of Christian. She goes to those conventions where the guy is up on stage “healing” people and “calling upon the almighty lord” to heal this poor soul and then they fall over and pretend to convulse. She is seriosuly that crazy.
I Found This
http://www.bspcn.com/2009/06/23/11-things-the-bible-bans-but-you-do-anyway/
11 things the bible bans but you do anyway. And it’s really like.. small stuff. Have a read, tell me what you think.
The one part that really makes me happy with it though, is that I’m technically not allowed to go to Church (which is awesome if my grandparents force me to) because I’m the daughter of a bastard child. Read number 8.
Yup…
Anyway it’s not meant to offend or anger or anything.
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