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In Lifestyle
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 08-31-2008 03:19 PM |
Well, this is my first BLOG entry. I've known about these deals, and people that have used them since I was in like 7th grade, but I never understood them. Now that I have no one intellectually stimulating to talk to, and I have come to realize my days are filled with more and more unanswered questions, and awkward situations, I figure why not share it with a few people who may give a damn, or just naively write to myself. Now, I realize that was on a run on, but I should probably let potential readers know, I am not going to slave over punctuation, grammar, or try to insert every big intellectual word in my writings to make myself look highly distinguishable and witty. I will make it readable, somewhat understandable, and may open my thesaurus for one or two words that are blatantly misused, I owe at least that if anything to myself, and my college English professors. But one vice I do have is I tend to add ly to words that aren't (according to the English language) accustomed to ending with ly, but no ones perfect. That being somewhat of a prologue, i'll get on to my bit.
I have a bone to pick. And that bone goes to Blockbuster. The day before yesterday I happened to be stricken with a bitch of a cold, with symptoms in my opinion that closely resemble those symptoms of SARS. I went to work, having used up all my sick days to go to Pemberton Festival in good ol' Canada, being obligated by the choice line up; mind you it was worth it. Anyways, went to work with my boss thinking I had the black lung, and a really bad hangover, I almost ALMOST regretted using up my sick days, but I pinched myself for even considering a regret like that. Finally getting to leave, I could barely see straight, probably shouldn't have been driving, but all I had energy to do was go home and pass out for a good 2 days. Knowing I would be in bed for the next 2 or 3 days, a persistent fear of mine re-entered my brain; there was nothing on demand, and all of my movies had been boxed up and stored away early for college as punishment from my parents. See my parent's don't ground me when I do something stupid and get caught, they found that it happens so frequently, that grounding me wouldn't deter my behavior, yet taking away what I love more than them would make me get my act together. Now being, i-pod less, movie less, and all seasons of Reno 911 and The Office-less, I have nothing to do but self loathe in bed, and watch re runs of True Life on MTV, or read, and not taking my Adderall all summer eliminates the possibility of even coming close to sitting down and absorbing a book. I realize I sounded like a spoiled over dramatic 14 year old girl just there, but I'm trying to put you on my level, and how desperate I was for a good movie in my sensitive state. Anyways, made a stop at blockbuster, instead of my usual 2 hours spent every visit, I had to minimize it to 15 in the event I coughed up a lung all over new releases, and would not be invited back. Looking back, coughing up a lung on that blockbusters new releases would give me only the highest sense of satisfaction. First off, you have to understand this blockbuster is not my primary blockbuster, this is the if there were only one blockbuster left in the world blockbuster, or in my case the only blockbuster on my way home without driving an extra 10 minutes; and time was of essence. This blockbuster had been "remodeling" since 2002, and was completley disorganized, and 1/4 of the time you will rent a movie that will have a serious glitch, or an important setting, such as the option of "english" as the language will be unavailable. I took the risk. I came out with Vanilla Sky, Being John Malkovich, and Wristcutters. Got through Wristcutters, wasn't as good as I had hoped, I blame that on Blockbuster. Being in the state of dissapointment, and slighty high off cough medicine, I had suspiciously high expectations. I watched Being John Malkovich, having seen it before I needed the assurance of knowing I wouldn't be disappointed again. The DVD had one or two glitches in the transitions, but gaining patience from previous rentals with worse case scenarios, and a laptop that is on the verge of extinction, it was nothing I couldn't brush off. With all the excitement of the night (or lack of) I fell asleep. Next morning I woke up with nausea, fatigue, and shooting pains in my head, but all of this was overlooked by the excitement of seeing a new movie; Vanilla Sky. I had not seen it, and had been meaning to rent it. I popped it in, and got as far as the middle, and let me tell you it was a damn good movie, and had me thinking for the first time in 2 weeks. Being completley absorbed in the movie, and anticipating the answer to all of the disarray and strife going through Tom Cruises head, did he kill his girlfriend, or did he not? Can he tell the difference between dreams and reality? Unfortunately I cannot answer these pending questions. Blockbuster, in all of it's glory, gave me the worst copy of a DVD I have ever viewed in my life. Half way through it completley freezes, and persists through the rest of the DVD. Finally after I realize it's not going to get better if I fast forward, I take it out and throw it in the rain, having expressed my anger in probably the most inefficient way possible, most likely eliminated the possibility of proving the DVD had been ruined BEFORE I rented it, but at the time it seemed like a good idea. Present day I have to live with the feeling of not knowing, until I get to rent it again. Which will be soon, because once I get enough energy I plan on making a trip to 2 blockbusters, the first being the bad seed of all blockbusters, and giving them a piece of my mind about the quality of their DVD's, lack of selection, and organization; it's well overdue.
I had a few other things I wanted to share but realizing how unknowingly long that one rant came out to be I'll save them for another rainy day.
Peace and hot sweaty sun tan scented love,
Jessica
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