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Monday, April 21st, 2008
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10:57 pm
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I haven't posted in ages due to school, work and my practicum, but I want to definitely post about the 48 Hours Film Fest that I participated in. For the past three years, my friends and I have created some pretty astounding short flicks and our team really works well together. I'm very proud. :-)
Our theme this year was science fiction and I think we really pulled it off. It has a time travel agency and a disgruntled secretary. Check it out...
It was wonderful to see the film on the big screen despite the muck up in the projector room. After the screening, our group decided to celebrate by heading over to the White Horse Tavern. This is where a group of douchebags decided to spoil a perfect evening.
A group of young college males decided to make fun of someone in our group.You've seen these types of guys (mostly on Long Island, but there are quite of few in Boston as well). They all look the same. Here's the basic outfit of a douchebag:
(1)Popped collars.
(2) Polo tees in a variety of tropical colors. Pink seems to be a favorite.
(3) Greased hair.
(4) Hair that defies gravity.
(5) Orange tans.
(6) White pants.
(7) Anything from Hollister or Abercrombie.
I won't go into petty details, but I think it will suffice to say that these idiots were quite out of line and laughing like hyennas. Of course, I have very little patience for such mofoery; therefore, I gave them the look of death. Anyone that has known me for a while, will recognize this look; it's the same look that I give to students if they're misbehaving in the library. It's the look that says, "You better shut the fuck up before I come over there and shush your ass."
It took a lot of restraint not to go over to that group of boys and humiliate them. They would have rightly deserved it. Douchery should never go without some sort of public punishment, such as a tarring and feathering. Incidentally, are the words "douchery" and "mofoery" in the dictionary?
What gets my goat about the whole thing is that I should have said something. To hell with quiet restraint. I didn't accomplish a damn thing by not making that group of jackasses feel some sort of remorse. One may argue that most people that behave that way are not the type to feel guilt or shame, but they haven't been trained by the Jedi master of guilt: my mother. I've got powers that are beyond reason, but my mother beats me every time. She made me feel guilty for not buying the right sized bottle of Pepto even though the car had broken down, but I digress.
As I sit here thinking about the whole thing, and despite being mad, I would have probably approached them in such a way as to throw them off a bit. Sure, they would have expected me to yell and scream at them, but since they had the maturity of a two year old then I would have treated them as such. Actually, maybe I would have referred to a good ole' Mr.Rogers quote somewhere in my little talk. Most importantly, I would have reminded them of the following: "You know, you don't have to look like everybody else to be acceptable and to feel acceptable."
Time to get rid of those popped collars, boys.
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| Wednesday, April 2nd, 2008
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6:22 pm - Wow!
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The best compliment that I've received in a really, really long time...
Some teens at the library pointed at me and told my supervisor: "The new librarian looks like Tina Fey."
I guess my glasses make me look good :-)
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| Friday, January 18th, 2008
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8:32 pm - You just have to wait
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1. What do you need?
A full time job with benefits.
2. What won't you share?
My Golden Girls DVDs.
3. What do you hurry through?
My lunch.
4. Who is worth waiting for?
Um, no one.
5. Friday fill-in:
I can't bear to _listen to the Dave Matthews Band_____.
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| Thursday, January 17th, 2008
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1:52 pm - Tom Cruise is scary...VERY SCARY!
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If you want to help people then go for it, but I have a ton of issues with Tom Cruise and his messiah complex. There's just something about his crazy laugh and the way he's so serious about Scientology that makes me question whether he's actually in touch with reality on any level. After watching this video you'll honestly have no idea what he's talking or laughing about. Just a few comments:
1) Why would I want Tom Cruise to help me if I've been in a car accident? Shouldn't I receive immediate medical attention from doctors? I had no idea that actors are also licensed physicians. Oye. Why on earth does he think he's the only one that would stop to help others? Ew. Just ew.
2) He needs to stop laughing like that. Really. It's a psychotic laugh that's going to give me nightmares. His eyes have a manic gleam.
3) Orgs? KSW? SP?
4) Cruise claims that scientologists are the authorities on getting people off of drugs and the authorities on the mind. Umm...okay, he's definitely the conductor on the train to crazy town.
5) He wants to romp and play? What the hell is he talking about. I bet no one has a clue.
I think Cruise has spent so much of his life in movies and acting that he doesn't know when to quit.
Here we go.
http://gawker.com/5002269/the-cruise-indoctrination-video-scientology-tried-to-suppress
current mood:  scared
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| Wednesday, January 16th, 2008
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1:30 pm - Jennie Video of the Week
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I've decided to celebrate my name by featuring a "Jennie" video each week on my blog. There is an endless amount of clips featuring my name on youtube.
Observations/Commentary
-Camden....dude, get it together! You'll still get some pussy by the end of the night.
-It's tough to rock out while playing the piano even if you kick the piano stool.
current mood:  mellow
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| Tuesday, January 15th, 2008
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8:06 pm - Er, I shouldn't do this....
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I went shopping today. ::Sigh:: I should be banned from Forever 21. I got a big black bag, a navy/pink woven shirt, a long black sweater, a grey plaid jacket, red teardrop earrings and a dove pin. I also went thrifting and I scored another mug (I've got a mug mania), another Eloise Wilkin book (there's just something about her illustrations that make me feel happy), Dazed and Confused (VHS), and the BBC's Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy series (VHS). Obviously I'm getting off to a rocky new year if I'm already spending money like this and we haven't even made it out of January yet...so, who wants to go thrifting with me this weekend? :-)
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| Friday, January 11th, 2008
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8:07 pm
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I've spent the week waking up late in the morning, but I know that I better shape up because I'll be getting up at 6 in the morning in about 2 weeks. ::Sigh:: I love sleeping in. Actually, I love sleeping.
My little niece, Vivian, has become quite the comedian these past couple of months. I asked her if she would donate some of her hair to my father (my dad is bald and Vivi has so much that she can't even see if she doesn't have a clip in her hair). She looked at me and said, "But Tennie, I don't have any money!!" Oh so clever. I told her that she didn't need money to give him hair, but she ignored my comment. I like how she evades questions...she kind of reminds me of myself.
I think one of the funniest moments during Christmas happened when Vivian bit her own hand. We were eating dinner and I think she got just a little carried away with her food and chomped on her own hand! LOL. She started crying and when we asked her what was wrong, she said, "I bite my hand! Wah!!!" We couldn't help laughing.
So, I went to Annie's Book Swap the other day and got a couple of books: Hawthorne's The House of The Seven Gables, Rand's The Fountainhead, and Minot's Evening. I'm still working my way through Eclipse, which is about 600 and something pages.
And finally, here's the Friday Fiver.
You'll forget the sun
1. Where do you like to walk?
I usually like to walk around Coolidge Corner in Brookline or the North End.
2. What does your hair look like?
It's long-ish and dark brown.
3. What are you jealous of?
Hm, ya know, I'm rarely jealous. I'm sometimes wistful for things that I don't have, such as my own furniture or being in love.
4. What kind of promises do you make?
I try to make promises that I can keep.
5. What makes you stare?
I love staring at strange stuff...like a fetus in a jar or people that resemble Jabba the Hut. The bizarre fascinates me.
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| Friday, December 28th, 2007
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12:33 pm - Friday Fiver
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1. Tell us something you love:
Reading aloud. I can't seem to help myself. I always want to share what I've read or found to be interesting, funny or entertaining. I also read to young children at work and I absolutely love doing that!
2. Tell us something you know to be true:
Wonder Woman was created by William Moulton Marston, who also invented the polygraph, which is why Wonder Woman's golden lasso always makes a liar tell the truth.
3. Tell us about someone new in your life:
::Shrugs:: I've met a lot of new people, but I can't say that any of them are really a part of my life. Maybe I'm reading this one wrong, but I assume that if they're in my life, they're in it on a somewhat regular basis, so they would know about the dead fly in my Caesar salad wrap or they would totally get why I can't stop laughing whenever I hear Murray say, "Go fuck yourself, Bret."
4. Who can you never please?
My mother. There's a shocker.
5. Friday fill-in:
You know I _know all the words to Positive K's "I Got A Man"__.
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| Wednesday, December 26th, 2007
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1:14 pm - Speechless
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My sister-in-law's mother threw away the Christmas gift that I had bought for my brother. Apparently it's not a big deal. I guess everything ends up in the trash sooner than later.
Yeah, that doesn't make me feel like shit or anything.
current mood:  pissed off
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| Monday, December 24th, 2007
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11:59 am - A Holiday Special
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Tomorrow will be Christmas. Yes, yes, I'm stating the obvious, but I think I'm just trying to get into the holiday spirit because my finals really took a toll on me. I'm attempting to regain my humor and do away with the bored and lifeless look that has been haunting my face for the past month or so. I must admit that I haven't been sleeping too well. I have the strangest dreams; admittedly, they're just sordid, incoherent little dreams that are not even worth mentioning here, but they still bother me. If you've ever been in college, you'll understand that finals somehow throw your inner clock off schedule because you go on and on for days with little or no sleep. All of this nervous energy is stored up in bundles at the pit of your stomach and even after you've released all of this energy, you still have some left over residue that hangs around and spoils your appetite.
Between working all weekend and finals, I managed to finish my Christmas shopping. The peculiar thing about Christmas is that it reminds you that your family doesn't know you all that well. Perhaps you get an impersonal gift, such as a maroon sweater because no one has a clue as to what you would really like or what you're interested in. For the longest time my mother would give me a pastel skirt with a matching jacket; she would wish me luck and dreamily talk about the day when I would wear the suit to a business meeting of some sort. It's hilarious when I really sit and think about it. Eh, I guess it's the thought that counts, right?
I tried watching television last night, but there were no Christmas specials. I think it was ABC or Disney that was showing that damn Tim Allen Santa movie. I can't stand that man or his laugh. Luckily, I bought a DVD set that features all of the original television Christmas classics: Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer, Santa Claus is Comin to Town, and Frosty the Snowman. I also have A Christmas Story, which is one of my all time favorite movies. I always read Truman Capote's A Christmas Memory each year...and you'd think that I would not cry after having read it for the 100th time, but no, I end up weeping like an idiot. I guess there's just something about that story that touches me in a deep way. Then again, there's a good reason why Capote is considered to be a master of American fiction. Dammit, he makes me cry every time. Argh!! Capote!! I can't believe I've written this down. I guess anybody can use this as material to make fun of me in the future.
I'm going to go to A.C. Moore today to pick up some paint and a couple of accessories for Kristy's dollhouse. I'd like to have it ready for her birthday. I bought an adorable miniature piano, a small rocking chair and a wooden bookcase for the house off of eBay. I'll post pictures up when I'm done. :-)
Merry Christmas!!
Here's a youtube summary of holiday favorites...
Jefferson Starship + Bea Arthur + Star Wars = Heaven
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| Saturday, December 15th, 2007
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9:00 pm - The most pathetic blog post ever...
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I really feel like throwing my computer out the window.
I have no one to blame for my current situation, but myself, which makes it all the more maddening. I've put my life into my academic work, but damn, it's fucking lonely. At the end of the day, I've got a bunch of diplomas on the wall from well esteemed establishments, but that's all I've got, really. I feel like my identity is literally centered around doing well academically, but what happens once I leave school?
Any girl would be happy to be in my position: I've gotten a teaching assistantship and I'm living in Boston. I should be grateful for everything, but I'm bitching instead. Maybe I'm having some sort of nervous breakdown. Perhaps all this vomit of self centered hysteria is being caused by my insomnia or the fact that I haven't had any human interaction for several days.
I've been thinking about writing a novel for my English thesis, but would I be able to write in a convincing manner? I think I hardly have enough life experience to write anything of merit. I should probably skip the whole thing and take a course in Renaissance literature.
Ah, it's a Saturday night and this is what I'm thinking about...yep, I shouldn't be surprised that I don't have a social life. I wouldn't want to hang out with someone like me.
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| Friday, December 14th, 2007
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11:50 pm - Friday Fiver
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1. What's the last movie you saw?
The last movie that I saw in the theater was Becoming Jane...that was in August, I think. I watched An American Werewolf in London and Fright Night in October.
2. Are you gentle?
In what way?
3. Do you sleep with your bedroom door shut?
Always.
4. What's your middle name?
Effie. Just like Sam Spade's secretary.
5. Friday fill-in:
I could learn to like _many things__.
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12:33 am - You sit on a thrown of lies!
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Since a lot of people didn't respond to the Christmas card post (which is probably a good thing since I won't get to them until this weekend), I thought I'd put up my amazon.com wishlist. Maybe Santa will get me something? Actually I haven't believed in Santa since I was 4 years old. I kind of figured out that Santa was a lady that worked as a teller for the bank. I wasn't pleased.
http://www.amazon.com/gp/registry/wishlist/T6CF44VQ0RCX
Yeah, I'm not expecting shit from anybody, but I've been a good girl all year...if that counts for anything anymore.
Most of the list consists of librarian books that I'll need for handy-dandy reference when I'm student teaching and running my own library. Plus, some vampire books and cooking stuff.
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| Thursday, December 6th, 2007
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12:53 pm - My God, I'm hideous.
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So, here are my symptoms:
-Headaches that don't seem to end.
-I'm dizzy and my tummy gets pretty upset about that.
-I've got no energy. I had to lie down after blow drying my hair.
-I'm still congested, but not as bad as last week.
P.S. There's some random guy parked out on my couch.
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| Wednesday, December 5th, 2007
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1:48 pm - Purple Socks
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Okay, I think there might be something really wrong with me. I'm constantly light headed...I don't have time to go to the doctor's because of my finals. Shit.
I just have to keep on reminding myself that it's almost over.
Here's a little something if you're bored on this lovely Wednesday afternoon....
And I quote from youtube: "Amazing dancefight with the older brother from Mr. Belvedere. This is from an ABC after school special called "Ace Hits the Big Time." Apparently Ace moved into a neighborhood where a really gay gang runs the streets and want to steal his purple socks. The song is HILLARIOUS."
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| Monday, December 3rd, 2007
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11:22 am - Laughter and bubble baths are really the best medicine.
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I've had a miserable cold for the past week and it looks like it's finally giving up though my lungs are still clogged up and I managed to cough up something that looked like blood...eww...just hope it was mucus with a strange hue. I'm sure you guys LOVE reading about this. I managed to take 3 long baths this weekend and I think it helped immensely. Whenever I take a bath, I always notice the ceilings (in this case, the ceiling could really use a paint job).
It snowed today and I'm glad that I bought those wellies. My finals are rearing up their ugly heads this week and I'm dreading working on my papers, which is why I'm wasting a whole lot of time at bookstores and I even managed to trip and spill coffee on myself. It was a Coach Maguirk moment.
The highlight of last week was the Michael Showalter and Michael Ian Black show that Robin and I went to. I learned what a "penisocker" is and I will definitely use it in a game of Scrabble in the future. This is the second time that I've seen Showalter do his stand-up and I just love his music bits, where he acts out cheesy drama movie scenes using pop music. When I saw him in Brooklyn last year, he got his "rap group" together from Princeton, New Jersey for a reunion performance...kind of like The Police.
Since it's December, and I want to get into the Holiday spirit, I'm going to mail out greeting cards, so if you want one, please send me a message with your addy. I'm also offering free tarot readings (hey, it's free and there are those village gypsies in my family tree that have graced me with the ability of fortunetelling and bullshitting). I'd also be willing to trade gifts since my sister-in-law has become the Grinch Who Stole Christmas and my family no longer exchanges gifts (my nieces get a ton of gifts, but adults apparently do not need presents). Since I like gift giving then you can probably expect something really weird from me if you decide to take part in this season of giving. Nothing huge (I'm a librarian and student, so I'm not rolling in the dough), but just a little something to make you smile and remember me.
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| Wednesday, November 14th, 2007
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6:03 pm - Beware the Magic Attic
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Get your sexy on, kiddies.
According to the ALA...
Libraries in Florida and other states are taking steps to remove a phone number in the back of the books in the Magic Attic Club, a series of some 38 fantasy and adventure titles published in the late 1990s for girls aged 9 to 12. A Tampa, Florida, mother was apparently the first to discover that an 800 number on the back page no longer belonged to the Magic Attic Book Club, but went to a telephone sex line instead, the November 6 Tampa Tribune reported.
Books in the series had a page with a perforated card that urged children to “Join the Magic Attic Club” and provided a phone number to order more books in the series. The number attached to earlier Magic Attic books now goes to a live sex talk line, according to a posting on the American Library Association’s Association for Library Service to Children discussion list; another phone number found in more recent books is out of service.
“There are several authors associated with the Magic Attic Club,” Braulio Colón, spokesman for the Tampa–Hillsborough County Public Library Cooperative, told the Tribune. “We’re working tirelessly to find them all. There’s nothing inappropriate with the books. We’re just going to tear out the page that has the phone number for the book club.”
The Magic Attic Club books were published to promote a line of dolls, similar to the American Girls brand, that features five friends who find a key to an attic and discover a wardrobe full of fashions there. The company folded in 2004, a year after entertainer Marie Osmond purchased it, according to the December 13, 2004, issue of Denise Van Patten’s online doll-collecting newsletter.
Posted November 9, 2007.
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| Sunday, November 11th, 2007
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11:52 am - Ah, work...
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I found out last week that I will be a teaching assistant in the English department. Hooray! That means that I'll be getting something very important: money! Okay, well not a whole lot, but enough to squeak by on without depending on my loans. The class that I'll be a TA for is a film class on melodrama. I'm excited now, but I wonder if I'll be kicking myself once I start grading undergrad papers.
I've been drowning in papers and projects. It seems like this year is flying by, and at other times it's just dragging. Hm, two jobs is probably not going to help this situation.
It's my niece's birthday today. She's going to be "tree years old." We're having a birthday party for her. I got her two Barbie dolls and a horse drawn carriage. I also got her Hi Ho Cherry-O. Does anybody else remember playing that game?
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| Wednesday, October 31st, 2007
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4:15 pm - Happy Halloween
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| Friday, October 26th, 2007
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10:15 pm
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It's been a long time since I've updated. School has pretty much taken over my life. There's only a semester and half left and I'm counting the days. It's hard to believe that I only have one semester left and I'll be a librarian with a Masters in Library Science. It's a bit surreal. I never thought that I'd ever have a real career, but now it seems like it's right around the corner, which makes me very happy.
In other news, I moved back to Boston. Living out in the sticks was just a little too much for me to handle because I spent nearly 4 hours commuting, which made me exhausted and pretty cranky. I'm surprised I was able to do it for so long. I now live back on Commonwealth Ave. The apartment is beautiful. Probably the best one that I've been in so far. My roommate and I (I met her on Craig's List), share a small kitchen and a comfy living room. My room fits a queen sized bed and I have two closets! Yippy!
And here's a little Friday Fiver for fun...
Who got the fresh-e-freshy?
1. What is sweet? Creme brulee, cheesecake, jolly ranchers, tootsie rolls, snicker's bars, chocolate, apples, vanilla ice cream with carmel sauce, and strawberries.
2. What hours do you work? Depends on the day.
3. When do you relax? That's a good question.
4. How did you learn about the birds and the bees? I'll be honest about this: Sassy Magazine and Judy Blume. MTV and my friends probably helped me out in this department too.
5. Friday fill-in:
The good vibes flow _through armadillos___.
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