TGIT II: Dreams Come True
Estimated Travel Time (to school): 19 minutes
Calculated Travel Time (from school): 21:48.15
Total Estimated Travel Time: 40:48.15
Estimated Average Travel Time: 20:24.08
I stole the subtitle for today's post from the Disney animated neo-classic (a.k.a. straight to video crap) movie Cinderella II: Dreams Come True. Apparently the third installment of the Cinderella series comes out in five days, entitled Cinderella III: A Twist in Time. That's right, Cinderella's wicked step mother is back with a vengeance, this time altering to course of history so that one of Cinderella's step-sisters (Anastasia, apparently) winds up marrying the Prince instead.
How stupid is that?
Honestly, I want to know what Disney is thinking. I mean come on, why don't they just take on George Lucas? That way they can produce more sequels that are actually prequels, and when the storylines are conflicting and incongruous, he can go back and change the original movies to fit better with Walt Disney's "original vision." It seems only the folks leading the Pixar animated projects have their heads on straight. The Disney/Pixar movies are the only recent ones that are any good. Sheesh, they need to get their acts together. Stop riding the rides in Disney Land and GET TO WORK ON SOME GOOD MOVIES. All you're doing is making the lines longer for the honest to God tourists there.
Last night I slept for a disjointed 6 hours. I took two separate naps, between 9 pm and 1 am and then again between 4 am and 6 am. This is something I do not recommend. Even having had 6 hours of sleep (which is just about plenty for a week night), I still felt like I didn't sleep very much just because the last leg was only 2 hours long, and being up at 4 am just feels full of despair, even when you really aren't tired. Anyway, just don't do it. Side effects may vary.
You know what occurred to me in the wee pre-dawn hours last night? Firstly, it occurred to me that it was February. That's right, it is now the shortest month of the year. Thank goodness for that, because after February comes March, which is a beastly month, but only 30 days long. That means there are 58 total days until April, and April is where it's at. You see, April is the last month of school (exams are the first week of May, so that doesn't count as "school") and the beginning of the Little League season at Colonie Little League. At long last I will be able to resume my mantle as the Voice, and make some more money (of which I am in dire need, sort of). April also contains Easter, and we all know the significance of that. In addition to baskets full of candy and junk, we have Jesus (undeniably the coolest guy in human history) who rose from the dead after being crucified three days prior. Beyond that being of epic spiritual significance, it's just plain cool. You know that kind of spine shivering feeling you get when you watch Neo get up off the floor and cleanly polish off Agent Smith? Or when Gandalf takes off his gray cloak to reveal an awesomely bright white one underneath? Or when Jack Bauer re-awakens after dying for the third time? Or when Captain Barbossa appears in Tia Dalma's hut to assist in finding Jack Sparrow? I bet that's the kind of feeling people got when all of the sudden Jesus was hanging out with them again. Well, maybe not the Pharisees, but I don't take much stock in the shiverings of their spines anyway. I digress. The point is, I can't wait for this summer because a) summer is on the whole a lot warmer than winter and b) summer is just fun. Secondly, it occurred to me last night that this year I will not be able to justifiably grumble about Singles Awareness day because (go figure) I'm not single. I can still grumble, however, that it is overly commercialized, a humongous beast of a Hallmark holiday, second only to Christmas in number of card sales.
Why the heck to people buy so many cards? Everyone knows that cards are just an obligatory, insincere recognition of a holiday. No one really sends out Christmas cards to spread holiday cheer; they do it because they have to. It's tradition. It's what you are "supposed to do." Heaven help us if we don't send Christmas cards. We'll all be bloody Scrooges, and no one wants to be a Scrooge. Or a Squidward. No employee wants to be a Squidward. Good heavens, no. I want to wash my face and hands thoroughly just thinking about it.
By the way, in case you haven't been keeping up on my blog titles (which I don't really expect you to, which is why I'm writing this), the reason this post is TGIT II is because this is the second time that I thank God it is Thursday. See, most people thank God for Friday, the first day of the traditional weekend. I, however, find Friday to be much less than a real day, and so Thursday is the practical beginning of the weekend. If it's all downhill from Wednesday, then it's all downmountain from Thursday. We're talking 20,000 feet downmountain in a single day. That's pretty beastly. Plus, I have no Friday classes, so for me Thursday is the real first day of the weekend. I titled an earlier post "TGIT" (I don't even know why now), but I thought this would make a fitting sequel because of my similar state of mind.
But now I want to take a nap. I'm tired, I have nothing to worry about for a while, and I'm pretty apathetic at the moment. I'm going to sleep for a long time. And that's all there is to it, folks.
The End
Calculated Travel Time (from school): 21:48.15
Total Estimated Travel Time: 40:48.15
Estimated Average Travel Time: 20:24.08
I stole the subtitle for today's post from the Disney animated neo-classic (a.k.a. straight to video crap) movie Cinderella II: Dreams Come True. Apparently the third installment of the Cinderella series comes out in five days, entitled Cinderella III: A Twist in Time. That's right, Cinderella's wicked step mother is back with a vengeance, this time altering to course of history so that one of Cinderella's step-sisters (Anastasia, apparently) winds up marrying the Prince instead.
How stupid is that?
Honestly, I want to know what Disney is thinking. I mean come on, why don't they just take on George Lucas? That way they can produce more sequels that are actually prequels, and when the storylines are conflicting and incongruous, he can go back and change the original movies to fit better with Walt Disney's "original vision." It seems only the folks leading the Pixar animated projects have their heads on straight. The Disney/Pixar movies are the only recent ones that are any good. Sheesh, they need to get their acts together. Stop riding the rides in Disney Land and GET TO WORK ON SOME GOOD MOVIES. All you're doing is making the lines longer for the honest to God tourists there.
Last night I slept for a disjointed 6 hours. I took two separate naps, between 9 pm and 1 am and then again between 4 am and 6 am. This is something I do not recommend. Even having had 6 hours of sleep (which is just about plenty for a week night), I still felt like I didn't sleep very much just because the last leg was only 2 hours long, and being up at 4 am just feels full of despair, even when you really aren't tired. Anyway, just don't do it. Side effects may vary.
You know what occurred to me in the wee pre-dawn hours last night? Firstly, it occurred to me that it was February. That's right, it is now the shortest month of the year. Thank goodness for that, because after February comes March, which is a beastly month, but only 30 days long. That means there are 58 total days until April, and April is where it's at. You see, April is the last month of school (exams are the first week of May, so that doesn't count as "school") and the beginning of the Little League season at Colonie Little League. At long last I will be able to resume my mantle as the Voice, and make some more money (of which I am in dire need, sort of). April also contains Easter, and we all know the significance of that. In addition to baskets full of candy and junk, we have Jesus (undeniably the coolest guy in human history) who rose from the dead after being crucified three days prior. Beyond that being of epic spiritual significance, it's just plain cool. You know that kind of spine shivering feeling you get when you watch Neo get up off the floor and cleanly polish off Agent Smith? Or when Gandalf takes off his gray cloak to reveal an awesomely bright white one underneath? Or when Jack Bauer re-awakens after dying for the third time? Or when Captain Barbossa appears in Tia Dalma's hut to assist in finding Jack Sparrow? I bet that's the kind of feeling people got when all of the sudden Jesus was hanging out with them again. Well, maybe not the Pharisees, but I don't take much stock in the shiverings of their spines anyway. I digress. The point is, I can't wait for this summer because a) summer is on the whole a lot warmer than winter and b) summer is just fun. Secondly, it occurred to me last night that this year I will not be able to justifiably grumble about Singles Awareness day because (go figure) I'm not single. I can still grumble, however, that it is overly commercialized, a humongous beast of a Hallmark holiday, second only to Christmas in number of card sales.
Why the heck to people buy so many cards? Everyone knows that cards are just an obligatory, insincere recognition of a holiday. No one really sends out Christmas cards to spread holiday cheer; they do it because they have to. It's tradition. It's what you are "supposed to do." Heaven help us if we don't send Christmas cards. We'll all be bloody Scrooges, and no one wants to be a Scrooge. Or a Squidward. No employee wants to be a Squidward. Good heavens, no. I want to wash my face and hands thoroughly just thinking about it.
By the way, in case you haven't been keeping up on my blog titles (which I don't really expect you to, which is why I'm writing this), the reason this post is TGIT II is because this is the second time that I thank God it is Thursday. See, most people thank God for Friday, the first day of the traditional weekend. I, however, find Friday to be much less than a real day, and so Thursday is the practical beginning of the weekend. If it's all downhill from Wednesday, then it's all downmountain from Thursday. We're talking 20,000 feet downmountain in a single day. That's pretty beastly. Plus, I have no Friday classes, so for me Thursday is the real first day of the weekend. I titled an earlier post "TGIT" (I don't even know why now), but I thought this would make a fitting sequel because of my similar state of mind.
But now I want to take a nap. I'm tired, I have nothing to worry about for a while, and I'm pretty apathetic at the moment. I'm going to sleep for a long time. And that's all there is to it, folks.
The End
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