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I don't even know where to begin. Had a totally epic camping trip/weekend, but I'm way too lazy to really describe it, so I'll just bullet point things.
+ war wounds: many horrid bug bites, which make me immensely grateful for bite medication; scratches all up my legs from tramping through actual wilderness (up and down a small mountainy valley over rocks and through swaths of nothing but prickly branches, wooo) because we got lost trying to find the site; a particularly large stab wound to my thigh from a mean branch, which had me wiping blood on leaves all Bella Swan style, argh, but which then closed up quite quickly; random bruises from turning my ankles as I walked (for someone who loves the outdoors and hiking and sports and all that, I am really shockingly clumsy) and falling on rocks; and the single worst sunburn I have ever had, which has turned my entire face to literally the same shade as the tomato sitting in my kitchen.
+good things: I no longer look like a wannabe vampire, which is really good. I'm naturally fairly pale, I guess, but I've always had a year-round tan and this last school year of no sun turned me a horrid shade of pale that just really didn't look healthy at all; I slept a LOT, which always feels nice; our trip playlist was epic, ranging from the Filipino hip-hop/rap to the UK Top 40 to Portuguese smooth jazz; I'm almost done with Salt: A World History; I ate lots of really good campfire food; I swam across a snowmelt-fed lake (overall on this trip, I got more exercise than I did all last quarter of school, so that was really good); and I got to canoe!
+cool stuff: saw Venus! and Saturn! and the Milky Way! the stars were so clear and beautiful and it put me so in mind, obviously, of Dr Who, which just made me even more happy; and I caught a little frog! he was all brown and black and tiny and really soft and so adorable, and I named him Froggy (after the children's books, of course) and then let him go because he seemed so scared and I would have felt bad walking him off from his hopping path and then putting him down just anywhere to find his confused way back.
Even more important to talk about than camping is TOY STORY 3. Oh man. That movie was the most perfect and beautiful and heartbreaking and glorious thing I've seen in a long time. Again, bullet points, because I'm not nearly coherent about it.
+MR POTATO HEAD ON A FLATBREAD, OMG. I almost died trying to hold my laughter back at that point. It was SO perfect. Mr. Potato Head is God? I don't even know, but Cas was in that movie, officially, right there, and I loved it.
+Barbie. And Ken, but mostly Barbie. I was telling my brother how I want to take him to see it on Monday, and he was saying he's really looking forward to it except for 'that stupid Kent doll thing' (yes, he said Kent. *facepalm*) - BUT HE'LL SEE. I really liked how they used Ken, and how Barbie had a brain, and how they gave her that line about consent of the governed. It was admittedly kind of cheesy and over exaggerated, but I still loved it.
+ Army men. I named them Brad, Nate, and Ray, and I love them so so very much for all that they are such a tiny part of it.
+Woody/Buzz bromance marches on, omg.
+ BO PEEP. They lost her, guys! Woody lost his girlfriend of forever and a day, and he still kept going on, kept trying to boost the others' hope, and his own hope. I don't really like Woody all that much, but right there, I loved him.
+SPANISH BUZZ. Could not have been more perfect. And I really love Buzz/Jessie.
+The Claw!!! So did not see that coming, though I was wondering where the little alien trio had gotten off to, and that was so perfect and so fabulous.
+When the scary clown face turned into a smile, I melted with love.
+Who else thinks that grown-up CGed Andy is sort of beautiful?
+I adored little Bonnie - this movie is so so so good at not just giving life to the toys it portrays but at giving the peripheral humans such amazing depth and characterization and spirit, and that little girl was amazing. I couldn't stop crying when Andy went over to give her the toys and started playing with her. I was...sad because it was ending, and it was like, tears a year late for me going off to college and leaving childhood behind, and then I was just so sublimely happy with the whole movie, and I dunno. I cried a LOT, and in the most perfect way possible, and I cannot wait to see this movie again.
Finally, some gender fail ranting. The subject is soccer. Where are the women, y'all? My family went to the SJ Earthquakes game tonight, and as much as I adore the Quakes, I can't help but always remember back when we also had the Cyber Rays (lol, Silicon Valley), our women's pro team, and the team folded I guess because the women's league folded because apparently there wasn't enough fan support. But when the Quakes left us to go to Houston the fan support base got a new Earthquakes team! So what's up with that? And tonight they brought out the US under 20 (men's) national team to cheer for them all. WHAT ABOUT THE WOMEN? I know a few girls who are in training camps for the U20 women's national team - why do we hear nothing about them? And then of course, it's the World Cup, so I have to also talk about women's football on a global level - aka its utter lack of existence. I guess I don't really know about other countries, but in the US, the only time I ever hear about women's soccer is during the Olympics. And that is not cool. We have a good women's team! Other countries have good women footballers! SO WHY DON'T WE HAVE A WOMEN'S WORLD CUP?
+ war wounds: many horrid bug bites, which make me immensely grateful for bite medication; scratches all up my legs from tramping through actual wilderness (up and down a small mountainy valley over rocks and through swaths of nothing but prickly branches, wooo) because we got lost trying to find the site; a particularly large stab wound to my thigh from a mean branch, which had me wiping blood on leaves all Bella Swan style, argh, but which then closed up quite quickly; random bruises from turning my ankles as I walked (for someone who loves the outdoors and hiking and sports and all that, I am really shockingly clumsy) and falling on rocks; and the single worst sunburn I have ever had, which has turned my entire face to literally the same shade as the tomato sitting in my kitchen.
+good things: I no longer look like a wannabe vampire, which is really good. I'm naturally fairly pale, I guess, but I've always had a year-round tan and this last school year of no sun turned me a horrid shade of pale that just really didn't look healthy at all; I slept a LOT, which always feels nice; our trip playlist was epic, ranging from the Filipino hip-hop/rap to the UK Top 40 to Portuguese smooth jazz; I'm almost done with Salt: A World History; I ate lots of really good campfire food; I swam across a snowmelt-fed lake (overall on this trip, I got more exercise than I did all last quarter of school, so that was really good); and I got to canoe!
+cool stuff: saw Venus! and Saturn! and the Milky Way! the stars were so clear and beautiful and it put me so in mind, obviously, of Dr Who, which just made me even more happy; and I caught a little frog! he was all brown and black and tiny and really soft and so adorable, and I named him Froggy (after the children's books, of course) and then let him go because he seemed so scared and I would have felt bad walking him off from his hopping path and then putting him down just anywhere to find his confused way back.
Even more important to talk about than camping is TOY STORY 3. Oh man. That movie was the most perfect and beautiful and heartbreaking and glorious thing I've seen in a long time. Again, bullet points, because I'm not nearly coherent about it.
+MR POTATO HEAD ON A FLATBREAD, OMG. I almost died trying to hold my laughter back at that point. It was SO perfect. Mr. Potato Head is God? I don't even know, but Cas was in that movie, officially, right there, and I loved it.
+Barbie. And Ken, but mostly Barbie. I was telling my brother how I want to take him to see it on Monday, and he was saying he's really looking forward to it except for 'that stupid Kent doll thing' (yes, he said Kent. *facepalm*) - BUT HE'LL SEE. I really liked how they used Ken, and how Barbie had a brain, and how they gave her that line about consent of the governed. It was admittedly kind of cheesy and over exaggerated, but I still loved it.
+ Army men. I named them Brad, Nate, and Ray, and I love them so so very much for all that they are such a tiny part of it.
+Woody/Buzz bromance marches on, omg.
+ BO PEEP. They lost her, guys! Woody lost his girlfriend of forever and a day, and he still kept going on, kept trying to boost the others' hope, and his own hope. I don't really like Woody all that much, but right there, I loved him.
+SPANISH BUZZ. Could not have been more perfect. And I really love Buzz/Jessie.
+The Claw!!! So did not see that coming, though I was wondering where the little alien trio had gotten off to, and that was so perfect and so fabulous.
+When the scary clown face turned into a smile, I melted with love.
+Who else thinks that grown-up CGed Andy is sort of beautiful?
+I adored little Bonnie - this movie is so so so good at not just giving life to the toys it portrays but at giving the peripheral humans such amazing depth and characterization and spirit, and that little girl was amazing. I couldn't stop crying when Andy went over to give her the toys and started playing with her. I was...sad because it was ending, and it was like, tears a year late for me going off to college and leaving childhood behind, and then I was just so sublimely happy with the whole movie, and I dunno. I cried a LOT, and in the most perfect way possible, and I cannot wait to see this movie again.
Finally, some gender fail ranting. The subject is soccer. Where are the women, y'all? My family went to the SJ Earthquakes game tonight, and as much as I adore the Quakes, I can't help but always remember back when we also had the Cyber Rays (lol, Silicon Valley), our women's pro team, and the team folded I guess because the women's league folded because apparently there wasn't enough fan support. But when the Quakes left us to go to Houston the fan support base got a new Earthquakes team! So what's up with that? And tonight they brought out the US under 20 (men's) national team to cheer for them all. WHAT ABOUT THE WOMEN? I know a few girls who are in training camps for the U20 women's national team - why do we hear nothing about them? And then of course, it's the World Cup, so I have to also talk about women's football on a global level - aka its utter lack of existence. I guess I don't really know about other countries, but in the US, the only time I ever hear about women's soccer is during the Olympics. And that is not cool. We have a good women's team! Other countries have good women footballers! SO WHY DON'T WE HAVE A WOMEN'S WORLD CUP?
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welcome back, by the way! *passes you the hydrocortizone for bites*
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That sounds wicked fun! Even if apparently you are Bella Swan.
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And I'm consoling myself with the fact that I didn't even come close to fainting at the blood, so.
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OH did you see the trailer with Eclipse about Zac Effron and his little brother Sammy? My friend and I were like SPNLOL the whooole time. (ALSO OMFG MIKE NEWTON IS ON NCIS RIGHT NOW.)
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MIKE NEWTON WOOOO. He would be SO MUCH BETTER for Bella, and he's really adorbs in such a clueless kid sort of way. I cannot imagine him on NCIS. Victim or perp?
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I am totally Team Mike Newton. Like, he wouldn't be abusive!!!
He is BOTH, right now he has a bomb and is holding kids hostage in his high school, BUT it turns out he doesn't control the bomb and he is being THREATENED HIMSELF. Also, he is just as socially awkward here.
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MIIIIIIKE. I can just imagine his little baby face trying to be all threatening but really no, he's just being scared! Awwww.
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He's soooooo cute. I'm like DUDE YOU NEED A HUUUUUG.
Also apparently he has been on Law and Order and Cold Case and Without a Trace? ::browsing imdb::
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The sad this is, this movie looked like a potentially awesome tearjerker if only the female lead wasn't a lame too pretty two-bit model and Zac Efron wasn't Zac Efron.
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My theory is that Zefron (did I do that right?) is trying to be a ~legit actor~ but...
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Anyway, yeah, this is his move away from Disney into 'big time acting,' I'm guessing. He could maybe do it, I think.
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I don't know--sometimes I think he could and then sometimes I remember the emo singing in all black on a golf course in one of HSM and...I just don't know.
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Oh God, the golf course song! Makes me want to laugh and cry and hide in vicarious shame all at the same time. I *hope* he can be better than that.
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DOUBTFUL. I thought he was trying to be serious in 17 again too, and that didn't work.
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Yay for camping! And adventures! LOLZ, "Granite!"
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Re: Barbie - I bet a lot of younger kids blow it off, but I bet a lot realize at least that it's funny that Barbie is saying something so serious. I hope.
Awww, Woody. I just get annoyed with him, sometimes - like, I still don't know how I feel about his determination to get back to Andy. Obvs Sunnyside wasn't actually a good place, but it just seemed bad to me that he was soooo obsessed with getting back there. That devotion was destroying him and his friends - although I suppose that ultimately the movie showed us that such devotion pays off because it got Andy to make sure that all his old toys got a good new home. I dunno. THE CELL PHONE MISSION OMG YES. Ahhhhhh.
So, I *just* realized why 'granite' is funny, and I'm facepalming like whoa.
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Okay, I may be extremely lame for pointing this out, BUT. Why does that sound so completely Pevensies'-relationship-with-Narnia/Aslan-ish? Loyal to Andy (*cough* spelling resemblance to Aslan *cough*) above everything! Sunnyside (at the time) was portrayed as a decent second home, but
PeterWoody is desperate to get back to the place where he is truly known and loved. The devotion was destroying him and hissiblingsfriends, tearing them up! They try to move on, but they find they can't: They *do* get back to Andy, they *do* drop everything for Tirian. And devotion does pay off becauseAslanAndy arranges a new and beautiful home for them in their new life.Like, yeah. I went there.
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And you know, of course, who else they resemble, right? Because if Woody and Buzz aren't Sam 'n' Dean all mixed and matched up, then I've got a snake in my boot.
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It sounds like I'm actually going to have to go and see Toy Story 3. Everyone I know has been singing its praises...
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And yesyesyes, you should totally go see Toy Story 3!! I'm going again today, in fact. It really, completely lives up to the praises.
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