I Has It

I'm extremely skilled at catching people.  For this reason, I hate romantic comedies.  Catching a woman on the sidewalk NEVER turns out like it does in the movies.

Every woman I've ever caught from falling has either:

A) given me a look like they were going to puke on my chest

B) stood up and walked away like nothing happened

C) puked on my chest

However, all 3 are funnier than anything that's ever happened in a Kate Hudson film.

I freakin love TCM sometimes. I'm almost at the point where I schedule my weeks around their listings. They're showing an Ingmar Bergman marathon tonight. They just showed the Seventh Seal.

I like to think I have an Antonius Block deep down. But I think most of the time I'm Jons the Squire. The reality is I'm probably the naive actor Jof. Which I guess in the end isn't such a bad thing. That is the point of the movie after all.

Hmmmm...why weren't you watching TCM too....or better yet over here watching it with me. Then this wouldn't be such a one-sided discussion. A one-sided discussion, that's so Antonius Block.

I think winks are lazy, lethargic, lackadaisical and languid. How can you be interested in someone's profile, but not find something to say in an e-mail? Or give them an idea why you're winking in the first place. What a tepid way to introduce yourself to somebody. And this is coming from a self-proclaimed introvert.

That being said...I still really, really, really like getting them. I may dislike the concept, but the practice still makes me happy. I know this makes me a hippocrit.

I also find myself compulsively answering questions to see how it'll effect my Little Personality Button Thingies. As of writing this I have the distinct pleasure of being simultaneously More Pure and More Kinky. What a fun little personality paradox. I say "as of writing this" because I think More Kinky is going to go away soon. But until then I'll wear it as a little personality button of pride.

Am I the only one that obsesses over what buttons they get? Or am I More Paranoid over what this site thinks of me?