that's nice jZ

I would rather talk about Batman ( which i don't know when I will see) but I give you morning polotics

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I hear echos of what I have been saying for a long time....

beth, that's the fella Hec and I are having Lunch with! CANNOT WAIT.

I want to see Batman Begins at the IMAX! But they won't have it "for a month or so". Bah. I'll just wait and watch it Friday as a post birthday treat.

I'm sad about the Lava Boy movie, because I adore the Rodriguez. Still, no director bats a thousand for that long. And I haven't even seen Sin City yet.

I'd happily see a midnight LotR movie, but that's all done with. I don't think there's anything upcoming that I'm that nuts about (although Batman is close -- Serenity isn't, because a preview showing has taken the place of midnight, and I can't make any of those).

JZ, that is the sweetest story about Emmett and the movie.

It is so. Damn. Gross. Outside today. Yuck. I hate liquid air, especially when there's also that much damn pollen around. It really needs to rain, like, yesterday.

They keep promising a chance of rain, but they lie. Also, when they keep having the change in temprature coming the day after tomorrow, I get suspicious.

I don't own a scale, so I rarely weigh myself, but I just saw someoen weighing themselves in the nurse's office and decided to also. I am down 7 lps from this time last year and 10 lps from the heaviest I got around September/October. That's nice to see.

I am staying inside and eating gazpacho mmmm.

I started, once I got over my stupid issues, weighing myself every time I hit the gym. I have the consistentest weight ever. Once I start training my weight oscillates around and then settles on 147 +/- 1/2lb. So when I was on those stupid migraine-preventing meds and dropped to 143, it was strange and unsettling. A couple days after quitting them, I was right back up.

Someone at krav called me really strong pound for pound. I felt sad disillusioning her -- I might be strong inch for inch, but I'm not running that low on the poundage.

Age or weight -- those are the numbers I seem to be startling people with these days.

I can watch him in perfect safety and comfort.

Everyone can watch him from safety and comfort, JZ. He's just mine is all.

Sigh. I hate to say it, but I want to see it again. Not right away, but when it hits the $1 theaters.

I'm packing up my classroom library. I have 10 10-gallon tubs and 2 14-gallon tubs full. Those are the books my kids have access to and check out frome me. this does not include the myriad sets of books, nor curriculum.

Teaching is a high paper sport.

flea and I were talking about perceived age a couple days ago. I think we both got the "not many wrinkles" gene, because both of us could pass for younger than, say, Dawson Leery (who is my age), based on forehead wrinkles. That dude has canyons, where I have one vertical line and two short horizontal ones.

I am notoriously crappy at estimating dress size among friends, so I do not even try to guess weight any more.