Cinema-obserphy

Today I saw a plastic bag dancing in the wind.

It was very American Beauty.

'S' is for stress

I'm taking a break from my homework (which is stressful) to write about stress. Go figure. Since classes end in less than two weeks, the 's' word has hit in concentrated force. Except for those few individuals, like my roommate--who is currently lounging in bed reading Glamour because she has the time to do so.

Did you know that 62% of women wouldn't change what their partners look like? Well now you do, thanks to Glamour (and my roommate).

I think there was a "De-stress fest" the other day in the MUB, but as usual, I was stressfully (is that a word?) hurrying to another class or meeting. That kind of thing was made for people like me, I think, but we're all too stressed and busy to even go there in the first place.

You know, I'd half-consider taking up yoga if a) I had some semblence of balance and b) If I were semi-flexible. The last time I tried yoga, however, I shut off the DVD because it stressed me out. But maybe in the name of stress, some things deserve a second chance.

Seeing double

This is how you know it's getting to be "that time" of the year.

I was watching one of my guilty pleasures tonight, American Idol, and I swore that this guy with the shaggy blonde hair had already been on the show, preaching his words of wisdom. Of course, it was Rod Stewart, not Barry Manilow--who had been on the show in weeks prior.

Now don't insult me by saying I don't know the difference between the two. I love the Will & Grace episode where "Fanilow" Will waits in line for hours to a special Barry Manilow concert only to have Grace take his place when he needs to use the restroom.

And Rod Stewart? "Downtown Train" and "This Old Heart of Mine" are classic favorites.

But don't Rod and Barry look alike? Sort of, at least?

Where's my camera?

Let's just say that I saw a recognizable University employee zipping around campus on a 10-speed today. In complete business attire, no less.

And without a helmet.

I saw the Easter Bunny

...and he was on the side of the road at a Mitsubishi dealership, waving to everyone.

What's the number?

I'm in the mood for some serious Chinese food right now. Crab rangoons, General Tso's chicken, sweet and sour pork, beef lo mein, and pork fried dumplings--with fried rice, soy sauce, and sweet and sour, of course.

And because I have Chinese food on the brain (and because I'm a dork), I just googled 'Chinese food' and now I have the Top 10 Easy Chinese Recipes and more pictures of rice, noodles, and sweet and sour shrimp that I could ask for.

Note to all: I have a really good General Tso's recipe that was handed down by a fellow friend/blogger. Max, there's your shout-out.

But instead of eating my sweet and sour pork and beef with broccoli, I will go home to my Honey Teddy Grahams and Saltines.

(Odd) things I saw today:

• A large moose-like animal. Well, it was either an under-developed moose, or a really hairy horse. I study journalism, not animal science or zoology. Either way, I did a triple-take and almost swerved off the road.
• A ten-year-old on a cell phone. Just ridiculous. You're not even old enough to spell cell phone, let alone use one.
  
• A fox crossing the road with a chunk of hairy prey in its mouth. Yes, another animal sighting.
  

Welcome to rural New Hampshire.

Late-night domesticity

My cleaning habits fall under two categories: oh-so-randomly and at night.

What, you never have a sudden urge to bust out the vaccuum or re-organize your drawers at 11 p.m.?

Uh, yeah, me neither.