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A little glimpse inside my head. Be careful. It's a mess in here.

Saturday, December 21, 2002

It didn't feel like 3 hours

I saw Lord of the Rings 2 yesterday. I feel no need to go into the subtitle, part 2 will do fine for me. I liked it more than the first one. I just saw the first one a few weeks ago and I had several questions about Wizard power. I also pondered Frodo's role as ring bearer. I mean, would you intrust your future to a 3 foot, hairy footed clumsy hobbit who can't keep himself out of trouble? He got stabbed....twice! Come on! Once is okay, but to be stabbed twice? Anyhoo, I put all that aside and actually enjoyed the movie. My new favorite is Smeagol. I have no idea how to spell this since I have not read the books as of yet, but I will take Brian's word for it. Audrey has Smeegal, and I was thinking Smegel, but whatever. The point is, he is wonderful. I want a Smeagol. He's hilarious. What fun! I am hoping to strike up a compromise with The Boy. I will agree to name my first born daughter Balma, if I can name our son Smeagol. It could happen. If not, I'll settle for having a pet of some sort named Smeagol. Maybe a puppy, or a rat. I'm not picky.
I've been invited to a christmas party tonight. I don't think I'll be attending tho. I have one on Sunday too at my brother's house. I think I'm supposed to be bringing Jello Shooters. Maybe I should call him and find out. I'm getting ever closer to completing my christmas shopping. Good thing since Wednesday is the big day. I got a Black Cherry Candle, the crocet hook I've been looking for and all kinds of bubble gum from my Secret Santa at work! Yay!


posted by Beth 4:52 PM
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Monday, December 16, 2002

You just don't hear flabbergast as much as you used to

Flabbergast: 18th-c slang. To make speechless with amazement; astonis; surprise. I heard a high school lad use this word at Al's on Saturday night. I couldn't believe my ears. I was, well, I was flabbergasted (you knew it was coming.) It just sounded so out of place. I think the young man used it as follows: She flabbergasts me It wasn't that he used it incorrectly, just that he used it at all. I mean seriously tho, when's the last time you used or heard the word flabbergast used in normal, everyday conversation? I believe we should follow this fellow's example and bring flabbergast back into circulation where it belongs. Use it today, use it everyday!
In other news: Christmas has come to the Hall house. Look at me keeping the "christ" in Christmas. Mom would be pleased. The Christmas tree was erected yesterday. Now the living room is all pine fresh. Soon one of the stands will be topped with candy that no one is allowed to eat. The birds cage will be decked out with red and green ribbons. The ribbons will be tied into pretty little bows. Ten minutes after the last bow is tied, Bandit (the bird) will begin untying and chewing on the ribbons. His cage will then be decked out with frayed red and green bits of nastiness that resemble dried up worms. Christmas cards from family members that I had forgotten I had will be/have been taped to the wall. They will, no doubt, continue to be taped to the wall until a few days after christmas. What can I say, there are more than a few procrastinators in our ranks. All this happy holiday crap will be/has been done by me. Everyone wants the decorations, but do they help? No. They bitch until I decorate the blasted tree, then they sit back and criticize the way in which I place the damned bulbs on it. Ho Ho Ho. Merry fucking Christmas.


posted by Beth 5:48 PM
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