Koyaanisqatsi: Life Out of Balance

I watched a pretty decent movie. It's called Koyaanisqatsi: Life Out of Balance.

ITs more of something you would watch at an IMAX or something. As it is just nature scenes or people walking on a sidewalk in fast motion or buildings with clouds reflected on it. And its 88 minutes long with no talking.

But the following is a definition of the word Koyaanisqatsi. And then the second is translation of some of the chants in the soundtrack.

KOYAANISQATSI
ko yaa nis qatsi (from the Hopi language) n. 1. crazy life 2. life in turmoil 3. life out of balance 4. life disintegrating 5. a state of life that calls for another way of living

“If we dig precious things from the land, we will invite disaster.”
“Near the Day of Purification, there will be cobwebs spun back and forth in the sky.”
“A container of ashes might one day be thrown from the sky, which could burn the land and boil the oceans.”


I totally didnt get a koyannisqatsi vibe at all from the movie. Except maybe the last 10 minutes or so. But it showed the skyscrapers in slow mo and with the sun reflecting off of it. And it showed twinkies being made in a factory! I mean, whats so doom and gloom about that? I got more of a hustle and bustle hecticness get back to nature feel from it.

This is all.

Book of Possibilities

Im going to make a book of possibilities. Yay!

This was all Elyssa's idea who said she got the idea from The Holiday. I have seen The Holiday two times and I dont remember Cameron Diaz having that sort of book.

The plan was originally to just put pictures of guys in there. With short descriptions about why I put them in there. The descriptions will probably be funny so I dont think I'm actually serious about the book of possibilities. *shifty eyes*

Then I was like, "wait! there's more to life than guys!" and I realize I can put other possibilities in there too! Like going to Belize or job goals or bungee jumping and not dying goals!

But I'm sure it will still mainly be filled with guys.

Okay on Sunday, after yoga, I started getting dressed for church at the gym. And this sassy, black woman with a bunch of tattoos looked at me and said, "you look so fresh and pretty!" and that just put the hugest smile on my face! But I said, "I didnt look this way an hour ago!" and she laughed. Anyways, I have used far too many exclamation points as it is.

Must move on.

I got hit on by random strangers a few times this week. I dont understand what a guy thinks is going to happen if he drives past me and stops his car and says, "Girl, you are fine. Are you married?" Thats what happened today. I just say "No thanks." And he just drives off. But what if I meant, "No. Thanks!"? What then?

And then on Saturday, I got hit on (by strangers) a bit too. But I was out at yacht rock (@ the graveyard). As soon as I hung out with other people, I didnt get hit on. I hardly think its the three pounds I lost. Who can see that? But on saturday, I had some short shorts on. And then today, I was wearing yoga tight clothes. I see a common thread. Get it? "Thread"? Hyuck.

I could quite possibly be watching the worst movie ever. Think "A Child Called It" (by David Pelzer) but in movie form. Yet a bit different.

Okay, Im going to do a Yo Mamma joke. I suck at making these up. But I STILL PRESS FORWARD AND TRY!

Yo mamma so fat she watches the Home Shopping Network.

Y'herd?

Chuck Klosterman FTW

It strikes me that every wrongheaded sentiment in society ultimately derives from the culture of inherent, unconditional rightness. As I grow older, I find myself less prone to have an opinion about anything, and to distrust just about everyone who does. Whenever I meet someone who openly identifies themselves as a Republican of a Democrat, my immediate thought is always, Well, this person might be interesting, but they'll never say anything about politics that's remotely useful to me. I refuse to discuss abortion with anyone who is pro-life or pro-choice; I refuse to discuss affirmative action with any unemployed white guy or any unemployed black guy. All the world's stupidest people are either zealots or atheists. If you want to truly deduce how intelligent someone is, just ask this person how they feel about any issue that doesn't have an answer; the more certainty they express, the less sense they have. This is because certainty only comes from dogma.

birds of a feather

i dont get whats going on, but there have been bird feathers just chillin on my car for the past few days. and they are on my hood, my roof, my trunk - not just confined to one place.

this is madness.

alfred hitchcock was a man before his times.

the birds are coming.

Dear Weight Loss

Im sorry but I cheated on you this weekend.

But I have a few questions for you, Mr. Weight Loss.
How do you say no to Cheese-Ums?
How do you say no to Churros from Costco?
How do you not say no to these things after you go swimming and want salty or sweet food?
How?

All I did was invite Breaking of Diet around for the weekend. But Breaking the Diet always wants to bring his friend Weight Gain, too. And Weight Gain always hangs around far after Breaking of Diet has left. What? Does he pay rent? NOOOOOOOO. Then he needs to get on outta here, y'knowwhatimsayin'?

Thank you for that 5 pounds I lost. I hope we will have many more pounds to lose in the future. Weight Loss, I hope to see you this weekend. If not, I will eat fruit and veggies until you show up.

Your Friend that secretly hates you when you're around,
Niki

picture of julia and some needy dog and me looking like im laughing and urinating in my swimsuit.

PS. I still need to lose 15 lbs you shut your face.

blue ice. not to be confused with blue steel

so, my parents are up for a new phone. new every 2 thing that verizon has or something like that. but they are old and i set up an account online. so i just see it faster. so i ordered their new phone for free and i basically signed them up for a new 2 year contract. and i get the new phone.

which im getting the chocolate. i have heard crap reviews but it probably looks a lot cuter than my current flip top. and plus, its BLUE ICE! it will be like im talking into a diamond! arent diamonds basically blue-ish ice?? i felt the black cherry would bring out the ruddiness (ie, zits) on my complexion too much. and black is borrrinnnnnnngsnoooreezzzzz oh wait, was i talking about the color black?

anyways, be jealous that your parents arent computer illiterate and have accounts with verizon like mine are/do.


PS. Okay seriously, i told my parents that they got a new phone and that i was taking it and they just laughed about it and went along because they know im a selfish ass sometimes i mean all the time.

PPS. mom was talking to a coworker and he said something about how she didnt look like she was going to be 62 (bc mom went on and on about the phone thing and about how i probably wouldnt give her a present for her birthday next week or so and how she's going to turn 62). then mom talks about how she looks better with makeup and her "partials" (ie, teeth) although she has lost 8 lbs maybe thats it. and i told my mom that it was all i could do to contain myself from making out with her at that very second. and she laughed at my incest joke. score one for mom.

dark night

The Dark Knight opened up last night, so now I get to hear about how "awesome" it was from all the people who saw the midnight showing for the next 24 hours. Yayyyy.

But I'm still reeling from Wall-E. Wall-E is the nicest trash compactor robot ever. I'm sure of it. I dont know if Wall-E and Eve were as good of a match as those two robots in Bjork's All is Full of Love video (just glancing at youtube to find that link ... who keeps watching my Lucky Jim book review? WTF? anyways). And I really like movies where even though there is little to no talking, you are still completely engrossed in what's going on (Umm, Castaway is the only moving coming to mind right now). Some people dont like movies with little to no talking. I think it's because they arent comfortable with silence. Maybe some yoga could help them, no?

Totally didnt wake up for 6 am yoga. I fail!

It seemed like the thing to do.

At work, I felt the need to do a handstand in the bathroom.

And I DID a handstand in the bathroom.

Handstands are mood lifters.
And my mood has been lifted.

I've been answering these PHONES all day today and that is not my JOB! And no one is picking up their calls so I have to be like "Can I transfer you to their voicemail?" and they are like "Well, maybe you can help me" and I want to be like UMMM NO I CANT HELP YOU BELIEVE ME I CANT WHY DONT YOU LET ME TRANSFER YOU TO THEIR VOICEMAIL AND THEN YOU CAN GO SHOOT YOURSELF? Have a Nice Day.

PS

Those five *ess pounds really he*ped me out with my chattarungas today. I cou*d do them easier. Its like my arms knew there was five *ess pounds it had to *ower to the ground.
I still cant do planks worth a damn though. MIght need to *ose another 10 for that ...


(oh, the AC wasnt working in yoga room today. so i think the other reason that the chattarungas were so "easy" was because i think we on*y did three of them the who*e c*ass.)

more awesomeness

I also lost five pounds! (from the 20 I've gained). Still got some ways to go. But at least Im heading in the right direction. Which is down. Not up.

One of my *etters is randomly working on the keyboard.
can you guess which one?

good weekend

I had a good weekend! life is much better!

Mick got out of the veteran's hospital this friday.
it was weird to go there because there were a lot of people who had limbs missing. whereas, at a regular hospital, people look "whole" they just have more viruses or blood on them ... yes. oh, and apparently, the VA hospital loves jesus. I heard a lot of "god bless yheard?" and the like when i got my salad in the cafeteria.

i played wallyball on saturday. wallyball is basically like volleyball but, y'know, with walls. we went to the tanners house and they built a racquetball court inside their house (hey, why not?). plus, they had this adorable dog that was white and tiny. i thought i hated small dogs because they tend to be yippy, ill behaved, etc. but this dog was superb. im kinda bummed that my generalizations dont hold up sometimes. (KEY WORD: sometimes).

ashley went to church this sunday! during sacrament (its completely quiet in the singles ward i go to), there were these guys two rows back. they were whispering. and you know, how when you sing in church, you cant really hear the ppl in front of you sing, but if you have an american idol reject belting out "As I Have Loved You" behind you, then you hear them? Well, I think they didnt know that when you are behind someone, your whispers tend to carry forward. So I heard him whisper, "dude, that girl directly in front of us is really hot." I about died laughing. I told Ash what he said and she was like "Who was he talking about?" And i said, "either me or you or that girl beside us." Later on, we talked to the church whisperer ... and he basically told ashley she was "so hot".
Another case solved.

Also, we went to dharmesh's house to play board games! don came with. i still love apples to apples, but i also like sequence. thats my new game i like. but i still kind of hate rummikub. there's a burping/seal thing that happened which i dont want to get into right now.

All the other stuff that happened went in my personal journal that i have to write in. So refer to it for the annotations and the judgmentalness, and hotness, and all around "good stuff".

every romantic comedy ever made

Guy and Girl meet
Guy and Girl hate each other
Guy realizes that Girl is the one
Comedic Tension
Girl realizes that Guy is the one
Comedic event that makes Girl hate Guy
Girl goes out with Better Looking Man
Guy (or Guy's closest friend) comes up with a weird scheme to get Girl back
Girl realizes mistake in getting rid of Guy
Girl and Guy live happily ever after

EAT MY JUSTICE!

Tick: It's your turn now, Thorace-bog.
Thrakkorzog: It's Thrakkorzog. Thrakkorzog. With a K.
Tick: We're only serving humble pie, Whatchamazog.
Thrakkorzog: For the last time, it's...
Tick: Thorax-and-a-bog. Four-yacks-and-a-dog.
Thrakkorzog: No.
Tick: Ah, laxative-log.
Thrakkorzog: No, no, no.
Tick: Sapsucker-frog.
Thrakkorzog: Thrakkorzog.
Tick: Susan?
Thrakkorzog: Now you're doing it on purpose. How juvenile.

Arthur! That belt is a fashion accessory of evil! And evil is never in fashion!

We've got to smack evil on the snout with the rolled-up newspaper of goodness!

Terror: You think you can take me, do ya?
Tick: You got that right, you big weenie.
Terror: Bah! I'll fold you into my wallet and spend you on a whore!

Interviewer: Can you see through steel?
Tick: No
Interviewer: Can you create energy based multiples of yourself?
Tick: Whoa! Nope
Interviewer: Can you destroy the earth?
Tick: YE GADS! I hope not! That's where I keep all of my stuff!

I can't read your crazy moon language!

not to mention

that im also uber paranoid and swore i overheard my roommate talking to some other person and i heard words like "roommate" "moving" "if i get this job".

omg what if i have to move? I HATE MOVING. how long will i have? 2 months? 1 month? a day? AHHHHHHH.

(they could have been talking about something completely off the subject though. not only am i paranoid, did i mention i might have selective hearing issues? and this is what my selective hearing grants me? little tid bits of information that might be non-information? currently, life is NOT beautiful.)

The D word.

My mom calls me about 1 pm and tells me my stepdad is in the hospital. Renal failure? I dont know what to do. There's just so much of my life going on right now and it is really scary to have this happen. I cant deal. Seems like right when I get on solid ground (the ground was hardly "solid" but I was actually in a groove/happy/whatnot), something knocks me down. And I know I sound selfish. Because Im just talking about me, me, me but, on the other end, there's someone who is sick and not doing well. ANd I'm all worried about how this will affect MY life.
My parents dont have a will. So that's another scary thing. I dont know if the house is in my mom's name too or not. Or just my stepdad's. My grandmother died this past year, so I mentioned that we should probably set that up. Especially since my mother might not be on the house agreements and I am not technically adopted by my stepdad.
Im too scared to say the D word; it's easier to talk about wills. I hope thats not where this is going so soon. Eventually all things come to the D word though.
My stepdad and I were never the closest of close, but I want him to see me get married and have kids (hell, even I want to see that before I die) and all that jazz.

Ugh.
TOO MUCH.
I dont want to take this too seriously because I know I will just start bawling. I've already cried like two times talking about it today. With my mom (she's kind of a hypochondriac) you never know if something is serious or not. And, with my stepdad, he wont tell you if he's seriously hurt or not. I guess they do make sort of a match.

$175 mistake

while i was in new york, i just wasnt paying attention to my checking account. i typically never do. since im rollin in the dough and all (thats a total sarcasmic comment there). but i usually am not that tight with my finances where i have to watch my funds all motherly like.

WELL. i basically made 5 separate charges after my account went overdrawn.

5 times 35 = 175.
and it just effing sucks.
i could have totally prevented that by using the cash i had or not buying the stuff in the first place. UGH. i just make some stupid mistakes sometimes and its frustrating to deal with the consequences because the problem could have been easily prevented.

few things i noticed about new york city

-the subway is hot. the actual trains are air-conditioned, but the underground part is not.
-new york is humid. seriously humid. i thought it was only humid at the equator but i was wrong. dead wrong.
-atlanta is black, white and mexican. we describe people as "minorities". in new york, its just diversity.
-there are a lot of tourists in nyc. and not just american tourists, but everywhere else tourists too. i met people from bulgaria, germany, france, italy, uk, lebanon, some other middle eastern country, a korean, and many other asians from god knows where. we had to see this one german couple 4 times over 2 days. we saw them on the subway, in battery park, in times square (like the next day), and i think we walked past them somewhere else too. walking on the street monday morning, new york city was almost a different experience because the tourists were diminished and the actual new yorkers came out of hiding.
-people in manhattan that panhandle have skills. so they play the guitar, dance, sing, or do all three at once.
-you walk a lot if you are in new york.
-the streets are filled with car honking. i dont think there's anything really worth honking at, but i think people just like to ... honk. they honk if someone doesnt go right when the light turns green, they honk when they are going through the green light because a pedestrian is crossing the street, they honk when the light is green but the person in front of them is turning right but they cant go because pedestrians are in the way, they honk for jesus, i dont really know. but they honk a lot.
-i only met one rude person in new york. the rest were nice and chatty :D (the rude person worked for the subway station. if you dont like people, then i highy suggest you dont work at a subway station behind the help desk. this doesnt seem like a hard concept to grasp, but whatever).
-new york city is big.

okay i had a great time in new york! i was on the subway a lot. every time i wasnt with dharmesh, i pretty much got lost, took the wrong train, took the right train but took it the wrong way, or just stood there with a confused look on my face. the subway in new york is really pretty compared to marta. the new york subway is metal looking and helvetica font is everywhere like woah. most of the stations have brick walls and its pretty clean. marta trains look like a 70s refrigerator and people dont really ride it. most of the time in new york city, i had to stand because there was no room.

oh, and my favorite part of new york city was standing on the empire state building, the met and the moma, and fuerza bruta. omg, fuerza bruta was awesome.

oh, and dharmesh was pretty funny. he walked in on a homeless guy when he had to go to the bathroom. and then when we were on top of the empire state buiding, he leaned back but i guess the concrete was farther away than he thought, then he got this look like he was free falling off the side of the building. i guess its incredibly funny when you see a friend think they are going to die.
oh, and DONT SPEND THE EXTRA 15/19 BUCKS TO GO TO THE TIP TOP OF THE EMPIRE STATE BUILDING. ITs so not worth it. You are higher, but you are surrounded by protective glass and its lame.