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A Certain Game of Chance

Last Sunday’s bout of QLC (quarter life crisis) caught me off guard and I’ve been out of sorts the entire week since then.  What I discovered, however, was how many people reached out to me during those moments.  From their comments on the post to little goodies left at my desk, I realized how lucky I am to have people who care enough to tell me that I am not alone on this one.

For a week I was uninspired. I didn’t even have it in me to write – not even a blog post nor an email.  Even my usual enthusiasm for exercise was curbed.  I just felt like a complete piece of crap and I know it’s going to take more than just wallowing to get me out of it.

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I’ll Be Here Awhile by 311

But I’m back.  I think I’ve bounced from that dreary place called self-pity and am proactively trying to be happy.

I know I once said that ‘happiness is a warm gun’ (culled from John Lennon’s brilliant mind, no less) and was quite surprised that this time around, I wasn’t even thinking of that.  I usually become very emotional during these phases but I’ve got a good support system installed now and couldn’t be happier to have them backing me up every step of the way.

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“Only after disaster can we be resurrected”

We all know how much Fight Club is a big part of my life.  Seriously, whenever I feel like crap, watching the movie puts me back into perspective.  That doesn’t mean I’m about to start a fight club of my own (although sometimes I wish I could) but in celebration of Fight Club’s 10th Year Anniversary, you may want to check this out.

Midweek Zombies

Wednesday, after Monday, is my least favorite day of the week. Aside from the fact that it brings us one day closer to the weekend, there’s nothing else to be happy about it.

Wednesdays are the worst days for me.  I almost got scared shitless when I came to the bathroom to wash my face and saw my horrendous reflection – man, I look like a zombie!  I got to find a better night cream.  Haha.

Speaking of zombies, I was reminded of MSTRKRFT’s remix of Monster Hospital when I stumbled on it yesterday.  Last time I heard this song was more than a year and a half ago.  Well, what better way to celebrate this reunion than with a video of it, right?  Plus, it totally has zombies in it.  Yeay!

One more thing, Wednesdays are actually pretty good for let’s-kill-some-zombies shooting games. I heard Left 4 Dead is awesome.

Waxing Lyrical

How about this way. I love that you get cold when it’s seventy-one degrees out. I love that it takes you an hour and a half to order a sandwich. I love that you get a little crinkle above your nose when you’re looking at me like I’m nuts. I love that after I spend the day with you, I can still smell your perfume on my clothes. And I love that you are the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night–and it’s not because I’m lonely and it’s not because it’s new year’s eve.  I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.

- When Harry Met Sally

It’s 3:24am and I’m all warm and fuzzy inside like I just ate a cat because I spent the last 4 hours watching old romantic comedies; laughing at their big hair, their sartorial choices, and the marvelous times when cellphones used to be as large as our forearm.

Also, I finally caught (500) Days of Summer and totally loved it, especially the non-linear story telling.

Rex Reed of The New York Observer wraps this one up quite nicely when he said:

“The great thing about this jump start on the dog-eared genre of unrequited love, one that doesn’t pan out the way you expect, is its refusal to traffic in clichés. Although the presumption that pretty women and smart, dashing young men can have it all and still want more is a bit naïve in this age of superficial achievement, this film has humor and warmth, thanks to the subtle, restrained and thoroughly engaging chemistry of its two stars, and character development that is good-natured at heart, and never dishonest. Nothing happens the way you have come to expect from Sandra Bullock movies. The film does not have a conventional Valentine’s Day finale, but although the girl exercises a woman’s prerogative and the boy is crushed, the way they adjust to fate, and move on, suggests the best in human decency and reluctant, postponed maturity…It leaves a lump in the throat of idealism interrupted. Coincidence is all there is. Just like real life, no?” (source)