Weekend Update

Saturday
Basically stayed home and bummed around ALL DAY. Ventured out to Target at some point, but that was all of the outside world that I saw that day. Allen picked out a cute t-shirt for me so I'll wear that later this week. I love it!

The rest of the day we spent watching DVDs:
She's The Man - Because B-diddy found this movie so amusing, she convinced me to rent it and I took the time to watch it on Saturday. Eh...it was funny because I remember B impersonating Amanda Bynes (impersonating her brother). There were some parts that made me laugh, but mostly because they were just so stupid. I guess it's her Napoleon Dynamite. You uuuuuugggly! We done!
Unknown White Male - This documentary is about some English dude living in New York. He wakes up one morning on the subway and he can not remember anything. He doesn't remember what his name is, where he lives, what he's doing, nada. So he turns himself into the police and all he has is his backpack. They find a phone number written on a piece of scrap paper inside one of his books and that number is his only hope at finding out who he is. That's the interesting part of the documentary. Once he finds out his identity the documentary goes downhill b/c it's comprised of home videos and the guy who is making the film is one of the amnesia guy's old friend from England and he is a crap movie-maker.

The Proposition - Bloody, violent film set in the early days of British occupation of Australia. It's not really worth watching.

Sunday
Went to lunch with my mother and brother where they told me that, as a child, I used to love to ride those stupid things outside the supermarket or whatnot. You know, those little coin-operated rockets or horses. I guess I would plead with my father to give me quarters so I could ride and then I'd have to ride them like 3 times before entering the store and at least once after exiting. Weird huh? I don't even remember liking those things and actually, when I see children on them now, I think "Geez, what a friggin' waste of money. Dumb, sucker parents." I also found out that my love of cotton candy dates back to my days as a wee child.

That is not me in the above photo. It's some random grown man.

After lunch we went to the LA County Fair to witness VaJayJay's last ballet recital of the year. We had a few hours to kill before her performance so we visited all the animals. There were little piglets everywhere! They smell like shix but are awfully cute. Can you imagine having 6-8 boobs? Ick. I refrained from eating most of the disgusting fair food (deep-fried snickers bar, anyone?) but I did cave and consume one of those giant pickles that have been sitting in a jar forever. Yum.

The Recital
VJJ was definitely, by far, the best dancer on the stage. I am sorry to say that there were some people who should not perform in public. In particular, there is one couple who really just can not dance. Their tango (I think that's what it was supposed to be) was horrendous. I thought the poor woman was going to give herself whiplash. And you know, this may be mean and horrible, but I really don't want to see obese people belly dance. I just don't. I agree that society has set the bar too high for women to be super skinny etc. But I also don't see why we should then go to the opposite extreme and say that fat people should be proud. They shouldn't! And I'm not talking chubby people (like myself) I'm talking 100 lbs. overweight - it's dangerous and shouldn't be celebrated.

OMG - this entry has gone on too long. Thanks for reading!