August 24th, 2004

Wedding day

In bed? Or John?

Kung pao chicken from Chang Jiang today. I handle spicy food better than most people do, but it tends to kill my appetite fast so this will probably last me at least another meal and a half. Maybe three. My fortune cookie reads:

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        There is  no wisdom        
       greater than kindness.      
 Lucky Numbers 6, 7, 9, 24, 27, 29 
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On the back, it says:
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          - LEARN  CHINESE -         
             Spring roll:            
              Chun-juan              
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One of my coworkers came by to read my fortune and remarked that "Chun Juan sounds like a Mexican Chinese dude,” and then came back a few moments later to tell me that Chun Li from Street Fighter 2 is “foxy, for a pretend chick.”
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Wedding day

I just found the other third of the anti-Christ

Somehow I got roped into watching about half an hour (less commercials) of the movie Bring It On tonight.

I shouldn't say that. I know exactly how it happened. I went downstairs to check on the pie I'd made (it's not turning out, by the way. Lesson learned: Do not try to improvise a pie without at least plagiarizing most of another recipe), and I got stuck watching The Family Guy. "Stuck" is not actually the right word, of course. It would be more appropriate to say that I sat down and began to enjoy myself.

Before I knew it, Stewie was modling underwear for Calvin Klein, and Nate was scrambling to change the channel before something else scary and skivvies-clad shook its groove-thang at us. Nate settled on Bring It On, partly because it features his dream girl (or one of them, anyway).

Bring It On is a scary, scary film, and for the first time I totally agree with Roger Ebert on a movie (though he may have given it too many stars).

My night is ruined.
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