think, write, share

it’s been a while since i’ve done one of these, so here goes:

At this moment, what is your favorite…

1. …song? this is a toughie…too many songs running through my head…but at this very moment it would have to be breathe by michelle branch since it was the last song i heard before getting out of my car…

2. …food? my all-time favorite, singapore chow mai fun

3. …tv show? currently obsessed with the apprentice, but i really like joan of arcadia

4. …scent? on me? issey miyaki

5. …quote? “I beg you to follow your star . . . because I believe now, I have always believed, and I shall continue to believe that what Boccaccio says is true: it is better to act and repent than not to act and regret” - Niccolò Machiavelli

continuing the meme theme, here’s 100 movies and as usual, what i’ve seen in bold (and what i own but haven’t actually watched in italics)
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in lieu of anything worth writing ’bout, here’s a meme I stole from shelle.

some interesting choices there…books i’ve read are bolded…
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i used to be better at this whole writing entries thing. really. go look back through the archives and see
but now i suck at it. not sure why that is. i guess it’s because my interests have changed a lot over the last two years. i used to be obsessed with the whole internet thing and would spend hours upon hours on irc or icq or aim. but now i’m hardly on, and when i am i’m usually at work and not at my desk. i’m obsessed with crossword puzzles (good senility prevention) and volunteer work. if only i was filling out college applications now (instead of conducting interviews with high-school seniors). it’d look real good.

it’s also not that i have nothing to say. i always come up with something that i want to write ’bout. but usually i’m somewhere away from the computer, whether it be in my car, in class or on the can. and my memory is pretty crappy, so i forget ’bout it later. sometimes i even forget that i was thinking ’bout something.

anyways…

looking back at this weekend, i’m amazed it’s over. i feel utterly exhausted from it, but feel like i got nothing accomplished. saturday was spent in a quasi-conscious state between sleeping and going out. didn’t help that i didn’t sleep at all friday night. and yesterday was just me in a daze, going through the normal sunday activities ending with a shopvac, pine needles in areas of my body that shouldn’t be and a vanilla milkshake.

so what’s the point of this? there is none. i’m through making promises that i know i probably won’t keep or remember i’ve made. so for those of you who still read on occassion, i would use some sort of page checker which notifies you when something has changed.

or keep coming here and making my stats look better