OK, joke's over, Mother Nature...knock it the f*** off!

The picture on the left depicts how I am feeling right about now. I could just hop on my camel (if I had one) and go out like Yosemite Sam, shooting people. (Please don't arrest me for that thought, FCC...you know you feel the same way, especially if you live in DC and are going through the heat wave thing.)

Well, I realized that I haven't actually done any WRITING myself in a while, beyond snarky comments inserted in weird news items. So I thought I'd just chat a bit about things, life, whatnot...

Life is interesting, really. First of all, I just realized that I really haven't seen that many movies in the theater this summer, because I have to take out a small loan every time. I mean, come on! $9 for a movie is awful, so I go to matinees. That's when everyone brings their kids to the movies. I hate seeming like an old hag but I didn't pay $9 to hear your kid ask questions about the movie when all they have to do is WATCH!!

I am bad about some things, though...when I go to a movie with a girlfriend, we will talk about stuff in the theater that has nothing to do with the movie, and we usually keep it quiet enough that we're not in danger of being kicked out of the theater. Let's face it...sometimes, that's the only time we catch up on gossip and personal stuff, and it works for us.

However, the one thing I don't tolerate well is when I watch a movie with my boyfriend and I've never seen it before, and HE starts asking me questions about it like I'm the fount of all movie knowledge, or somehow between the parking lot and the movie theater I have developed a special psychic power that helps me predict the outcome before we see it. It's like I'm "Sudar, the Movie Psychic" and I can explain motivation for any character and predict the outcome. It doesn't help that movie ideas are just assembly-line these days and it seems like there are no original ideas, I'm just supposed to know them ANYWAY! OK, off my soapbox.

Maybe I can calm down with this lovely shade of blue, huh? In other news, family life is good. My dad's in good spirits and was happy the other day just because he had fried chicken from The Pizza Ranch in Washington. Wow. That's a great reason to be happy. I guess that's where I get my Long John Silvers passion from...not specifically, but having a craving for one specific thing when nothing else will do.

And for a few of my friends who were wondering, YES, I did make it to LJS. I know you all think this obsession is unhealthy, but hey, it's mine. Oh, baby...I got the shrimp n more platter, hushpuppies, a corn cobbette, and life was just heavenly for a few moments. Sigh...

Now, I'm craving Taco Bell. I'm never satisfied.

Anyway, I think I'd better scoot out of here and put in my other two entries so y'all don't think I'm slacking off.

Lovingly,

Sudiegirl