Monday, July 25, 2011

Some Thoughts on This Weekend's Internet History Log


1. Swimfan. I watched it. Even though my obsession with Jesse Bradford happened in the fifth grade when I was a wee little sproutling, just coming into the knowledge of what it really means to my life when a man happens to have extremely pouty lips that become asymmetrically aligned when he is pleased about something. I decided I was long overdue for rekindling that fantasy. (It also relieves me that I can be attracted to someone with brown eyes. Everyone I’ve ever dated has green eyes. It concerns me, sometimes, about the dealings in my subconscious which I am hereto unaware of).
But anyway, yes. Swimfan. It’s like this psycho girl who stalks this really delicious guy even though he has a girlfriend. And he swims. Um, yeah. I give it four and a half stars, because the psycho chick and I bear a somewhat unnerving resemblance in the hair, eyes, and facial structure categories.

2. In pop culture news, I learned that Bristol Palin is now dating a kid from “That’s So Raven”. Also, Justin Bieber feels that abortion is wrong because “it’s like, murdering babies?” The internet community was all up in arms about these things several months ago. But I don’t like to know everything on time - it keeps me humble.

3. There is a man in the book I am re-reading named Brian Cox. THERE IS A MAN NAMED BRIAN COX IN REAL LIFE, TOO. HE IS AN ACTOR. HE HAS BEEN IN THINGS THAT I HAVE WATCHED. It’s probably the same guy.

4. Never Let Me Go. I actually haven’t seen this movie since February. But nobody watches it when I tell them to! Which I don’t understand, because it’s one of the best films I’ve ever seen. (Not just because of Andrew Garfield. (More brown eyes. Winning. (Can you put parenthesis within parenthesis like this?))) WHY WON’T ANYONE WATCH IT? I just don’t understand this cultural phenomenon. You can pack a theater when there are blue aliens running around speaking gibberish in a futuristic version of Pocahontas, but you can’t get anyone to rent Never Let Me Go. Ay carumba.