so i went to the movies...

and i sat through avatar, because everyone was nagging me about watching it already. considering it's only been like three weeks since it was released, and the lines were still long, i had no rush. but i thought i'd watch it before the awards season started, so i'd know, if avatar won any awards, that it was worthy.
i feel a little bit scammed.
people kept telling me that it was stunning, but just a little bit cliché. a little bit? i don't remember the last time i saw such a corny, cheesy, predictable, stereotypical movie.
i have to admit, whenever the na'vi were on screen, and only the na'vi, it was pretty cool. i loved how they wrote the culture, very reminiscing of cultures like the native australians and the native americans. i loved the whole mythology of the trees and the animals, and i even liked the slightly disgusting fibers coming out of their long braids that would serve as a connection between them and every other living thing.
but the humans? maybe this film was a form of protest against the u.s. army, and this gringo mentality that they can go wherever they want, do whatever they want, and treat people like shit because they think it's okay because they're "ammmericans". i hope that's what james cameron was going for, but for me it just works to remind everyone that gringos fucking suck. i hardly think any movie, even one as world reknown as avatar, is gonna change that.
and with such a huge budget, at least cameron could have found himself a decent scriptwriter. according to a colleague, cameron wouldn't have intended to, that was not his goal. his goal was simply to make the biggest box-office success of all time, to surpass his previous hit, Titanic. and with the 3-D fad going strong, higher-priced tickets and thousands of new movie theaters that have opened all over the world since then, duh, of couse he's succeeded.
oh well, off to watch sherlock holmed now.

so far so ungood...

i need to get on a strict diet. this holiday overeating is starting to trample my digestive system...
and if i see one more bottle of eggnog, ima gag.
this morning i didn't get up to walk the dog, like i said i would (i am ashamed, oh great dog whisperer, please forgive me...)
i also did not eat an orange.
instead, my mom made tortilla, and i accompanied it with christmas bread (which for some reason never seems to end, dammit)
and we had dim sum for breakfast yesterday, and then i ate pizza for lunch. and then again for dinner.
hmm, this does not bode well...

happy new year (already a day late)

so one of my new year resolutions was to keep a journal.
i think i'll go with the blog. if i have to open one more account to ignore for the rest of the year, i think i'll be really depressed.
and so i prefer to document my doings (some of them, at least) for all the world to see (or whoever really gives a damn).
i wanted to spend new year's eve on the beach, but that wasn't possible due to lack of lodgings. thank god we didn't anyway, because everyone had the same idea. and then we would've had to endure a three-hour traffic jam all the way to the one-hour-away beach. we stayed home, spent it with the family, ate a lot of food, drank some champagne, and watched the fireworks display.
and then i was falling asleep all over the place, because i had the company party the day before, and i had to get up to go to work, and then i spent all day helping to clean and pretty up the house for our guests, and i wanted to get a good night's sleep to go to the beach. which i didn't (the good night's sleep, i mean, not the beach). i did go to the beach. and now i'm even more tired, i honestly don't know how my head hasn't hit the keyboard yet.
and i took my dog, and he swam in the ocean for the first time. and i don't think he liked it at all. but he was generally happy and dead tired afterwards.
of course, then we came back home and had to clean up the mess from last night. and i didn't take a shower and i feel i'm still covered in sand. and i watched the sex and the city movie, ate a bowl of cheerios, called my dad, painted my nails bright orange, and posted stuff on my tumblr page and twitter. and that was it.
hmmm, i don't like this journaling thing so far...
i feel like i have nothing to say. and if i don't have anything to say, then maybe i don't have to make a journal entry whenever that happens.
so that's what's going to happen.
i will post something, but only when it's worthwhile. like a compilation. and then i'll feel like i can have stories. and pictures. i'll take lots of pictures. and post some here.
that's more like it.
ok, so it's 1:12 a.m., on a friday, new year, but i'm not doing anything trascendental. and my head just nodded toward the table. so... i guess i better go.
happy new year.