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Earlier this evening Chris called me up to invite me to this new lounge that opened up. I believe it was called Lucky Strike, but I could be wrong.
Now this lounge is not just any ol' ordinary lounge. No, it is in fact a big 22 lane full pin, 19+, martini bar, bowling alley, lounge. A weird sounding concept, I admit, but it is a very cool place. It has a 1950's retro fused with a moco theme going, quite sheik, if I do say so myself. In what other bowling alley are you going to find OBEY artwork on the walls, girls in questionably short skirts getting plastered on martinis, and soft leather couches by the ball return?

After rolling a few frames, we left for the purpose of getting some food. And what is the best place to go to for late night eating? That's right Sizzling Jacks, where delicious cheddar omelettes were ingested. Then it was home time, for the purpose of sleep because I have to work tomorrow morning : (

This sunny Thursday, being my make-shift Saturday, required that I go out and do stuff. Luckily today, Monika had the day off as well. so with a partner in crime, on hand, we went downtown to chill and dill (I'm not sure what dill means...).

This downtown excursion was naught without goals. She needed to get a belt to go along with some buckle she bought in Buffalo. I needed some new summer pants.

After looking at a mere 2 stores I found the perfect pair of lightweight breezy summer pants that I needed. The belt on the other hand, that was a totally different story. I don't even recall how many stores Mon made me go into, looking for this "perfect" belt to go with her buckle. Well after my hunger crankyness had kicked in, she finally found a good belt at Spylab, so we dashed out of there for the purpose of getting some food, STAT.

Theres a new restaurant on Queen St. that I wanted to try called East, the menu looked interesting, so that is where we settled on eating. The food there was delicious, we got a variety of great tasting dimsum, and some shrimp rolls to die for, as well as some charming pad Thai noodles. Although the hilite of the restaurant was not so much the food (even though it was delicious like I said). No the hilite had to be the incident where Monika had a misshap with a glass door. She tried to open an already open glass door (I can't do the story justice in words, so if interested, ask me about it, I'll act it out and use elaborate hand gestures to make it funny), fitting description or not, the incident was histerical, I think I laughed at her till our drink orders arrived at the table.

After the food, we window shopped around a few more stores, and eventually got tired of all the walking and decided to adjourn back to my place. Where we watched The Machinist, after I told her she better watch it or else (I shook my fist), she quite enjoyed it, good times were had by all.

After todays hiking adventure, we decided that a nice, restful activity was in order. So we settled on catching a flick. The "flick" in question was Mr & Mrs Smith, the "we" in question were myself, Liz, and Jcloth.
Now that the formalities are over, on with the review.

Going into the movie, I was expecting some lame/hackneyed True Lies type, stupid movie. But it turns out that I was pleasantly wrong. Which shouldn't come as a surprise since it was directed by Doug Liman of Swingers, Go, Bourne Identity fame, but I did not know he was involved till I saw the films end credits, so it was a surprise, so this whole sentence sort of sucked.

In case you've been living under a rock for the past month, (a celebrity gossip rock of some sort...), you'd know that the title characters in the movie were played by Bradd Pitt and Angelina Jolie. Two quality actors, that had great chemistry on screen( and off, from what I've heard).
They played the roles of two assassins, that are married to each other but have no idea of their spouses real occupation.
After five (or six) years of marriage, the relationship is starting to go sour, and eventually the two unhappily married assassins are turned against each other, and hilarity ensues. Seriously, it was funny, funny stuff. Pitt and Jolies petty, hostile, married life, arguments had the guys in the theater in stitches (the ladies I didn't notice laughing all that much [but then again maybe the guys were laughing too hard, for the ladies laughs to be audible {I know I was laughing pretty damn hard}]). Their animosity, mixed with their previously mentioned great chemistry during the not trying to kill each other scenes, made the whole thing work quite well.

As is expect, I now need to talk about how hot Angelina Jolie was in the movie. So here I go, Jolie was so hot that, if I were Pitt, I'd marry Jenniffer Aniston again, divorce her, and then repeat 4 more times just to make sure I had divorced her as throughly as possible, in order to get with Angelina Jolie. As devastatingly cruel as that would be towards Jennifer Anniston, it wouldn't matter, because you are doing it to be with Angelina Jolie, so the guy in charge of karma would totally understand. To summarize, what I'm saying is that I would divorce Jennifer Anniston 5 times over just to be with Angelina Jolie, and the gods would whole heartedly support me.

The movie also brought together a great supporting cast which included the always, me pleasing, Vince Vaughn, and Adam Brody, sadly neither had enough screen time for my liking. But both were quite entertaining in their brief appearances. Brody was especially entertaining because of a scene where he is talking to Brad Pitt while wearing an old faded Fight Club t-shirt, (I giggled for a while about it).

In conclusion, I highly recommend this movie to any fan of the genre, the action/adventure, romantic, comedy, genre that is. I was quite entertained by it.

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It's true we went there.

Whilst coming back home, I noticed that gas had rocketed up to 91 cents. Such an insane number automatically made me think that something of importance must have happend in the U.S./Venezuela ring, and according to a quick news.goole search it appears that something sure did happen:

Petroleos de Venezuela SA, South America's No. 1 oil company, agreed to sell fuel oil for a year to China's largest oil company PetroChina Oil to help meet surging energy demand.

...Venezuela, the world's fifth-largest oil exporter, has repeatedly said it wants to diversify its customer base. The South American country currently sends about 1.5 million barrels of oil a day, or about two-thirds of its oil exports, to the U.S.

When I say that I hate the summer, and people give me stupid cock-eyed looks and call me crazy; This is exactly the crappy ass summer conditions, I'm talking about. 30°c (+40°c with humidity), muggy, overhanging smog, poor breathing air quality, etc.

Winter with its frigid weather, dry air, and barely there sunlight hours, is so much better.

MySQL uses POSIX 1003.2 style REGEX rules NOT Perl.

So using \b for word boundries is rather futile. Use [[:<:]]word[[:>:]] instead.

Good stuff to know for the future so that I can avoid spending 40min trying to figure out why an expression is failing.

The promotion comes with a terrible price, I had to get a Hailstorm .net Passport Account!!!
The HORRRORRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I've managed to hold out on getting one of these blasted things for the past 5 years, and now in 5 terrible minutes I had one setup.
I'm now getting notice's about people "signing in", and I can't make line breaks cause hitting enter sends messages, and theres fuckin gay 500 character long usernames. The whole thing feels like some sort of terrible nightmare.

To the people adding me to their msn lists, keep in mind I will never use this at home, so dont even bother trying to contact me through it on my off hours.

Well good news on the workplace front. I passed my root test! Which means I'm now promoted to: Level 0 System Administrator tier 0 Technical Support Fifth Class Ensign. Or some such, the job title has yet to be properly defined. The only well known part so far is that I get root access to the servers, and I get to shove the honor down all the lowly techs throats. And theres some sort of monetary advancement involved. Who could ask for anything better than that : )

Well we're Movin' on Up!
Movin' on Up!
To the east side!
Movin' on Up!
To a dee-luxe apartment in the sky, We're movin' on up!
Movin' on Up!
To the east side!
Movin' on Up!
We've finally got a piece of the pie!

A decade of PHP, w0000t!
Celebrate good times, come on!

Before starting this post, let me just admit that the only reason I wrote it was because of what I preceive to be a quality zinger, but I do have a fever so my judgement might be skewed by medecine and feverishness.

Vivid has a line of cosmetics coming out! Which means that now, everyone can get their hands on top quality, pornstar grade, makeup. From what I've seen that stuff never smudges : )