I dare you all to  listen to this and and not get happy:


You better believed I marched up 3rd Avenue listening to it.

That WB website can eat a bag of dicks. I went there just to check to make sure they had every episode of all of the series, and it turns out they don't. It's like 5 or 6 episodes of everything. So if you want to watch "Everwood," something from season 2, too bad. What a joke, honestly. The whole point of a site like that is that you're supposed to be able to watch every episode of Dawson's or Gilmore Girls, not like 5 episodes. I'm sure it's a bandwith issue, but they shouldn't advertise the site like that if they can't host everything. Anyway...I'm having my own Everwood marathon now. Season 2 is finally being released in June, and maybe they'll get 3 and 4 out faster then. I know a lot of the issues stemmed from music rights, which is funny, b/c Everwood was never all about music the way that like The OC was, but apparently they had some tricky songs.

I started watching Romeo + Juliet this morning, which has been on the DVR since November. I remember when it came out, I must have been like 11 or 12, and I've noted it before, but I'll note it again- I didn't know who John Leguizamo was at that time, and I remember seeing the commercials for the movie, and thinking how scary he looked. I seriously thought he was the devil incarnate. Anyway, I guess it's kind of a cool movie. DiCaprio was really very cute (still is), but I was too busy hating on everyone who was obsessed with him to actually pay attention.

I still feel crummy, but I think I'm going to at least make it out of the apt. today. I watched "High School Musical 3" - what a glorious pile of cheese! I wish I could capture for you the ridiculous bandana that Efron wears during this too-long song and dance at an auto yard. Chad sucks, as usual, but not as much as in the first two movies. And Efron, I'm finally coming around to him- he's purty. I think he's grown into his looks and he's not so prettypretty. He's more masculine looking now obviously, but still pretty. I dunno, can't explain it! It helped to see him in "Hairspray" where he looks downright hot in some places.

I don't understand Vanessa Hudgens's voice at all- the singing voice. It's like helium. It doesn't sound real. Couldn't Disney have found a pretty girl with a legitimate-sounding voice? Yes, they could have. They have hundreds of kids auditioning for these movies. There's nothing special about Hudgens; it's not as if she's got loads of charisma. Tisdale can sing, I think. Maybe not the best singer in the world, but she's better than Hudgens. Also, VH has oddly thick legs for someone of her size. I can't figure out if it's athletic muscle or they're just thicker than the rest of her. Wardrobe put her in some unflattering outfits, for sure.

I'm going to watch "Milk" later and atone. Mmm, James Franco.

I totally wasted today, but I felt like poo and didn't leave the apartment. And of course MD texted me but of course nothing came of that which is fine, b/c I would have gone out in this state, even though I shouldn't be. I just hope this isn't another cold that lasts 2 weeks.

So I spent today reading the old FourFour archives, downloading Rich's cool mixes, catching up with "Gossip Girl," and watching "Twilight," which is now On Demand. So it's...there. And I GET Pattinson, finally. I always thought he was miscast as Cedric Diggory, but I guess he's kind of foxy, and he works the weird American accent. I still think he's got a big old square head, but it's not totally distracting like Dawson Leery's was. Anyway I guess it was oddly enjoyable for someone who hasn't read the books. The main thing that I really liked is that when the protagonist moves to her new town, she's immediately approached by friendly people, and no one gossips about her or tries to make her feel unwelcome. They're all psyched to have a New Girl in town, even if she's a little standoffish and weird. I have no ill will towards Kristen Stewart, who seems pretty freaked out about the cult of "Twilight," and I really don't care what she says in magazines about how creepy some people are. I know- it's her job, she signed up for it, and part of me wonders why someone like her would even make movies, because she seems kind of low-key bordering on dull, but there must be some attraction to the front-of-the-house activities. I totally want to see "Adventureland" when that comes out in a couple of weeks. It's got Bill Hader!! Yeah, he's got an unfortunate 'stache, but I'll take him in anything really.

The thing is, I've got to get my vampire facts straight, between this one and "True Blood" (which- please come back NOW) and classic vamp myths. Like does the movie ever tell you why the Cullens can go out in daylight? Nooooo, not unless I missed like 3 seconds of exposition. At least on TB they tell you that the daylight thing is a myth.

Also I love how Catherine Hardwicke and Nikki Reed are BFFs and she can't make a movie without casting Nikki it seems. Nikki's like her muse or whatever.

Well, sort of. Spent most of today laid up with a horrible hangover and while flipping through the HBO on Demand choices, decided to watch "X-Men," just for fun. I know nothing about the comic book and I didn't have any interest in the movie when it first came out, but I took a chance on it and I actually rather enjoyed it. So much so that I watched the second one on Amazon on Demand, and I'll probably watch "The Last Stand" later tonight. And heaven help me, probably go see the Wolverine movie when that comes out.

They're making a movie about Wolverine's origins, right? Well, how about explaining the origin of his peculiar hairdo? Or "don't," as it were. I remember from the comics that Wolverine has a horrible hair style, but it's one thing to see it on a drawn character and another to see it on a grown man. It's pretty hilarious, actually.

The creepiest thing about the movie is when Dr. Xavier tells Wolverine that he's got metal on his entire skeleton, not just on his knuckles under the skin, which is what I always thought the case was. Seriously creepy, when you think about it- someone opened up a human being somehow, I guess in little bits and pieces, and just shot him full of metal. Ick.

"I never wash my pants. I like to keep the night on them."

( Nick + Norah's Infinite Playlist )

I woke up at like 4 in the morning and you know what was on my TV? Fucking Ellie Nash and "Venus"...good thing to wake up to, Craig and Ellie. They both look so gooood in that episode. 

I'm going to try to get a library card (finally) and then I have to go home and clean my room, because my mother said so. They got me a new desk and apparently, Mother's Intuition decrees that there is a bigger mess in my room than I can see. I told her she was to tell me what the problem is, because I'm just not seeing it.

I finished watching "Short Cuts" and it was actually pretty sad in some parts. It wasn't a bad 3 hours to sit through, but I guess I broke it up into 2 sittings. Robert Downey Jr. has the weirdest wardrobe in that movie; he wears these horrible flannel shorts. I know it was made in '93, but there's no excuse for that horrible crime of fashion. Andie MacDowell's wardrobe was pretty bad, too. I think, ultimately, that the early '90s were just a really confusing time for fashion. Halfway between the gutter of grunge and the stars of the '80s. It's just bad all around. I wonder if '90s fashion will ever become something ironic, like most of the other decades. I think not. I don't want to revisit puff paint shirts and bike pants, nope.

Ugh, I'm such a little ball of rage at the end of this week. Only child syndrome rears its ugly head? Could be. It manifests when I least expect it. I know it's not PMS. It's kind of sad, 24 and I want to throw tantrums at work for no good reason. I'm unfortunately a miserable little beast on occasion, but luckily I can usually snap myself out of it. I'm getting better and better and being more positive and just accepting that I question everything and whatever...there's enough good to overtake the

I did a big clean-up of the kitchen and bathroom, and I sprayed Windex on my mirrors and then promptly freaked out that I got Windex on my toothbrush, so I threw it out. I went to buy a new one, and aside from the grossness of a lot of toothbrushes coming with like, little tounge/cheek cleaners built in (doesn't that seem like it would cause extra-massive bacteria build-up?), I saw possibly the most insulting thing ever- a toothbrush "for women." Yeah, it was pink, with flowers on the box and some sort of extra special grip and just...gross, right? I did wind up buying a sparkly purple toothbrush, but only because Duane Reade didn't have my usual model.

I rented "Sweeney Todd." Boy, that's a shiny, happy movie! I knew it wasn't fuzzy puppy land, but I didn't expect it to be quite so depressing, my gosh. The dude playing the sailor in love with Sweeney's daughter reminded me of William Beckett from The Academy Is... and I spent the entire movie wishing that it was William Beckett in the role. Now I'm finally watching "Short Cuts," which has a pretty awesome cast, including Tom Waits. Win!

I want it to be spring tomorrow, to wear my black skirt again, and my headscarves and go read in the park, or try the other parks, or go to Brighton Beach for the day and pretend to be Russian (I can pass; too bad I know only like 5 words). Of course, the downside of spring is that it means the annual "Alex hunts for shorts, fails miserably" go-round. I snipped some out of the J. Crew catalog, but the problem is that even if the length is alright, I don't have enough long shirts for spring. I'm especially self conscious about the tops of my thighs (the fattest points), so I like to wear things that cover that point, longer shirts. I also think it maybe lengthens my body and I don't look so stumpy. (keep dreaming?) Normally, I just wear skirts and I'm fine with that, but sometimes I just don't feel like it. I see people who are bigger than me wearing regular length shirts and shorts and it's like, "If they can...", but I must get freaked out by the site of myself or something.

I've been listening to Lily Allen again. I forgot how much I liked "Nan, You're a Window Shopper." The first album is pretty fun, actually. I like it more now than I did 2 years ago, or whenever it came out. She's still better than Katy Perry.

"South Pacific" was pretty awesome, and I saw the dog from down the hall, so WIN. Plus Thai food and hating on the Grammys at Idolator.

Oh yeah- I don't want to go to work tomorrow. I have to work on that ad and go to the gym and paint my nails, but I don't think that last one is going to happen. Lets see how many of them break by the end of the day.

Oh, also- "He's Just Not That Into You" did WELL, which means that we'll have to put up with more shitty, vapid, chick flicks. Thanks a lot, women of America. More "New in Town," less "Juno".

So, let's be honest- I'm busy catching up on the contents of my DVR (yep, still in pajamas at 8pm- what's up, weekends!!!), and I'm rolling through "Scrubs," and they used "Innocent," over the ending montage for the last episode...damn you, David Cook (the OLP version, obv). Did I squeal out loud? Fuck and yes.

Tomorrow is "South Pacific," which I know nothing about except for I think "Strangers in the Night" and that "Bali Hai" song, so we'll see how that goes. The only musical I really haven't liked is "42nd Street," so I'm going into this one with optimism.

I finally got a chance to see "Blow-Up" on the train to DC, after admiring the poster for so long, and the movie was...not good. It was totally fucking weird and crazy and I thought maybe it was some psychological mind-fuck and I missed the deeper meaning, so I wikipedia-d the film, and nope, I didn't miss anything. It's just a weird crazy movie. I don't know if I want to even buy the poster now. I feel like that's kind of cheap- buying the poster even though the movie pissed me off. But it's coooool.


I re-watched "Silence of the Lambs" and it's really a pretty faithful translation of book to movie, but I think the book is better, mostly because as with any book to movie, there are details in the book that cannot be translated/aren't worth it. One total nitpick- Jodie Foster is wearing nail polish in a few scenes, which is ridiculous. An FBI trainee wouldn't be wearing nail polish, what with the shooting range excercises and obstacle courses and all of the physical work required. And Clarice Starling is a serious character, so it's not as if she'd be wearing the polish to be quietly subversive. I mean, it's nail polish- it just comes off! I doubt Foster had a million fancy events going on during the filming of the movie.

Then I made the mistake of wikipedia-ing the other Thomas Harris books, and I wish I hadn't, because I don't like where he took the character of Clarice after "Silence." Shudder. I'll just pretend that the ending of "Silence" is the real ending, keep it secret, keep it safe.

I'm a smart girl, right? So why can I not figure out the plot of "From Russia With Love?" I get the main gist of it, but some things still don't make any sense. Stupid '60s movie. Daniela Bianchi's quite fetching, though. Gotta love those Bond Girls.

Another glorious night of doing nothing. But that's good sometimes, right? I made the trek out to Ikea in Brooklyn this afternoon, freezing, but it was well worth it. There's a reason I'm picky about things, and I'm glad that I held off on buying frames for so long, because I finally hit the jackpot. I was in and out of there within 45 minutes, which was cool, too. Unfortunately, one of the frames got cracked, and I swear I didn't notice it in the store, which means I must have hit it against something on the trip home, but I'm letting it slide. Hopefully it won't be too noticeable- oh, who am I kidding.

I attempted to frame and hang the two matching prints that I bought, and they look lovely in the frames, but I messed up the hanging part, I think. Something seems "off." I decided to put them above my bed, and they look sweet, but they are spaced too far apart. I'm sure I'll get used to it. If not, I can always have my father come in on a Saturday and re-do it, but that means leaving visible nail holes in the wall, or maybe not.

I did finally watch "The Darjeeling Limited," which I found very sweet, but I'm glad I didn't see it in the theater. Adrien Brody is pretty foxy, especially in the suits and all. That's a guy who can wear his nose, although I'm sure he didn't always wear it so well. My mother always said I'd be used to mine by the time I was 25, which is fast approaching, and I still cringe at my profile so... But yeah, sweet movie, Schwartzman can pull off the moustache quite well, and The Kinks' "This Time Tomorrow" is a great song to play over a scene or two of people running. It's a pretty great song in general, though. Now I have to go watch the little prequel that I downloaded from the iTunes store ages ago.

Was IRON MAN awesome? Fuck and yes. I should have seen that sucker in the theater but as usual, I was too lazy. Robert Downey Jr.,- that is one hell of a comeback, my friend. And damned if he hasn't gotten better with age, although I always thought he was way cute, especially in "Home for the Holidays."

I think "Iron Man" trumps "The Dark Knight," which can seem really heavy handed and boring at times. Although, you can only judge them based on being "superhero" movies. The moods of each are totally different. IM was a bunch of fun, and Gwyneth Paltrow's flame hair. Sequel now!! (I'm pretty sure it's happening)

So now...I wait for "Tropic Thunder" to roll onto On Demand and we call a spade a spade. I guess it's on Netflix, too. Let's face it-  I don't think I'm going to finish watching Fistful of Dollars anytime soon, as much as I would like to. Next time, Clint. I want my Franco first.

Watchmen: Damnit, it's intrigued me!! Is this going to be a "Sin City" situation where the trailer makes me want to go buy the books? Twelve ain't quite the same as 4 although I'm sure they sell boxed sets of the thing by now. Awesome trailer. And for the girl in me- Jeffrey Dean Morgan

With all of the Dark Knight press abounding, I find it odd that no one asked Maggie about the OTHER Ledger-Gyllenhaal connection. I feel like that's the one thing people were told to refrain from bringing up in any interviews with her.

( Quick Thoughts on The Batman: )

"When life hands you lemons, you say f*ck it and bail!"

Non-spoilery thoughts on "Sarah Marshall"-

- Again, so, so proud to see Segel get his moment in the sun. To me, a very good leading man. But apparently the penis shots were too much for the girl sitting next to me. Segel has an earnest quality to him, more "heart on the sleeve" ability than Rogen.
- I did not think I was watching Veronica Mars and Jackie Burkhardt on screen, which was good. I just hope KB doesn't come out 3 months from now and decry this movie as being sexist (Heigl!). I believe there was a dig at KB's horrible "Pulse" movie, too.
- I flove Bill Hader forever and ever.
- Would love to Hawaii if it wasn't so damn far away.
- Overall, a really adorable movie with equal humor and pathos.
- Russell Brand gave everyone the giggles.
- A minor montage set to Belle & Sebastian's "Get Me Away From Here I'm Dying," one of my favorite songs of theirs. Score, Segel!
- Carla Gallo makes her obligatory cameo as a crazy girl. (See: "Superbad" and "40 y-o Virgin"; not sure if she was in "Knocked Up" or not; don't think so.)
- Jack McBrayer is hysterical. I have to wonder if Segel wrote the script with him in mind or if it was just any old "Southern Rube." Hearing him swear is slightly disarming but very funny.

Saw 3 apartments today, only 1 of which I would maybe consider. Great price, great view, will have new kitchen/bathroom, BUT it's in this crazy complex building which to me is all hermetically sealed with a dry cleaners and laundry and post office and whatever the heck else in there. It takes all the fun out of it for me. But I don't know. The view is spectacular and there's enough room to screen off a bed, although I don't know how I'd feel about the screen... I guess it would be for company only. The big problem is that I don't have my mother or father with me, so anything that I do want could be snapped up in a heartbeat. I could approve something on my own, but I would want them to see it first. We'll see what happens. The good news is that my broker is not a screwhead like I had been thinking he was.

I finished watching "The Last King of Scotland" and a) I enjoyed and b) I want a ringtone of James McAvoy saying, "Jesus fucking Christ, you look so lovely." Nice movie, pretty well paced, and why is he married?! I did find out that he's 5 foot 7 which is kind of a deal breaker, in my fantasy world.

I'm surely going to Philadelphia on Friday, and I looked at the museum exhibitions full list, and they have, in addition to the Renoir: a costume exhibit, a Steiglitz exhibit and an Ellsworth Kelly exhibit. I don't think Kelly is a master artist or anything, but I do fancy his use of color. So basically I could spend a good 6 hours at this museum, which is really nice. And coming next year: Frida Kahlo and Lee Miller exhibits. So much for going record shopping while in the area. Maybe I can squeeze that in ... I miss the Boston record stores very much. And I'm too lazy to traipse around Brooklyn, which is kind of a sham. I never claimed to be a smart thinker all of the time.

So it's apparently a 2-for-1 cute weekend in my own personal room cinema.

1. "Empire of the Sun." Christian Bale at 13 is flat-out adorable, especially in the documentary where you see Spielberg coaching him and whatnot. Remarkably articulate for a young guy, but I wouldn't expect anything less. Also, way to rock the aviator shades, little guy.

2. "The Last King of Scotland." Lordy, does James McAvoy slay me. The eyes, the brogue. How come all of the ones I like are always taken? Not that I think I'm going to run away with him or something, but it's the principle. Other examples: Joel McHale, Paul Rudd, Jason Dohring, Kyle Chandler, Seth Gabel, Trey Parker.

I caught bits and pieces of the movie last night, and now I'm watching it from the beginning. Forest Whitaker seems to be pretty awesome, doing the whole Idi Amin turns-on-a-dime-crazy thing, especially when you consider how soft-spoken he is in real life. I just wish the viewer got a clearer picture of how McAvoy's character ends up in Uganda...the steps between picking the country out on a globe and then arriving there.

Tonight's news: Today's Macy's Thanksgiving parade officially marked the beginning of the holiday season.

Me: Today officially marked the beginning of my own personal hell.

I had dinner with AD on Tuesday and he acknowledged the shit that is 5th Avenue from November through January (I guess?). At least I will be better prepared this year.

So here's what happened:

I watched some writers strike.





Cartier got a spiffy new holiday setup.


THE TREE arrived.



And after: low stress Thanksgiving, I want about a dozen cds, and my camera sucks but I'm in love with my sweaterdresses and candles and "The Stage Names" and "Take Me to the Riot" and no, I haven't found an apartment yet. Hell might have to freeze over before I can even LOOK at a place. I really hope my Realtor isn't a total dud.

I am also madly in love with Neil Patrick Harris's Borat impression, recently on display in HIMYM's "Slapsgiving" episode. Except: "Borat" was released November of '06 and Barney was dressed as Borat for Halloween '06. The only way that works (fanwank!) is if Barney had been a fan before, which I can sort of believe. I am also in love with the impromptu duet on "You Just Got Slapped," Jason Segel, Judd Apatow, South Park's "Grey Dawn" episode and countless other things. But you wouldn't know there was so much love in here by looking at me, I'm sad to say.

And two more(sorry, we're playing catch-up, here): AD and I saw "American Gangster" and oh man, I'm in love with Russell Crowe there and his bad Jersey accent, don't ask me why. I'm usually "whatever" on RC, excepting "LA Confidential" and I still haven't seen "The Insider" but I hear he rocks it in that one. ANYWAY...Love him in "AG." Also love to Will Arnett and Amy Poheler's GAP ad, which is adorable. I hope they stay married forever and ever. (Same to Sacha and Isla)