shame on you

i'm utterly crushed by the level of response for the exercise. which only proves my theory, people do suck. you may still redeem yourself in my eyes to going back to my last post and doing it, but i'll remember, i'll always remember...

in other news, NIDA announced yesterday that they've accepted 12 people for the course next year. that's right, TWELVE!! makes me feel a whole lot better. i'm just one out of the 1870 something people who didn't make it. man...compared to the 25 they took in last year, craziness.

and i've moved on from my crazy apple love of safari, finally graduated to firefox 1.5, mainly because i wanted to try out all these web 2.0 stuff and safari isn't always supported. so i've set up a portal and i did a complete makeover of my bookmarks bar and installed the del.icio.us firefox entension, i'm good to go. take a lookie! all my news feeds, non sequitur, and quick links and a to do list, not a bad setup if i may say so myself. ajax rules all. but someone please tell me where the extension is that has the close tab button in each individual tab...it's the only thing stopping me from removing safari from my dock.

I've found the source of all the invisible man tests, it strange how i recognise film more for their tone and colour scheme than costumes which would be the obvious thing. i mean i missed electra's red body suit completely and yet i managed

a film by the way, i haven't actually watched.

go to it and try it out, it's great fun, and i'll always remember it fondly as the quiz that won me a copy of carrie for cheating.

i was channel surfing today and stopped dead on UKTV. on the screen was a 12 year old kiera knightly with a younger and quite dashing paul bettany (aka jennifer connoly's hubby and the imaginary guy from a beautiful mind who was also in that gastly wimbleton movie with that troll). and a frame later Peter O'Toole stepped in as the head of a family. It turned out to be a nice little english tv movie actually. with kiera knightly growing up to be emily mortimer (who i only know because i saw her on conan just the other night, however there are great things being said about her for the latest woody allen). anyway the point of this story is "Coming Home" (1998) is fun, if only to see a pre-pubescent knightly rejecting advances from an old perv. poor thing, being labelled as a sexpot before she ever grew into her body, or ever will it should seem, if anyone remembers the hole, the one she did with thora birch where she lets her pancake tits all out, you would agree with me

anyway, oh do do the exercise! please i beg of you! i know this sounds pathetic but hey, i'll stoop that low!