eight more days 'til the fourth of july.
The post title is not reflective of the false truth of it being June 26. It’s the title (and chorus) of a jamalamadingdong song that happens to be Track #2 on my newest Muxtape, which was inspired by impending warm weather. It reminds me of towels, suntan lotion, and girls trying to run in flip flops. And awesomeness. But it’s not finished yet. So you can’t know. NOT NOW.
Iron Man is arguably my favoritest superhero movie ever conceived by the minds of men. I don’t feel like explaining why this is so. It simply is. Robert Downey Jr. owns it from beginning-to-end like real estate.
How do I live in a world where I hear much more about someone who can’t really act, looks very artificial, and doesn’t seem very fun to be around (like, say, Megan Fox) than I hear about a wonderful, eminently cool, naturally hot actress (like, say, Jennifer Connelly)? This is all backwards.
I turned in Part 2 of my Final Project in Production Design on Wednesday. Based on what I saw from everyone else, I’d say I probably did well (I don’t believe in a jinxing myself in an empirical setting). School is dunzo forever… well, forever until I’m told at Graduation that I probably forgot to sign some document 4 years ago and therefore, none of my classes counted towards a degree. I’m convinced this will happen and will not feel differently until I have my diploma in my hand.
