Australia's natural beauty is apparently not found in it's vistas.

So, If you haven't seen Australia yet, GO SEE IT. I say this, not because it is a masterpiece of film making (snicker), not by any means. But what it is, is a masterpiece of hotness. I've always had a celebrity crush on Hugh Jackman, but when I found out he was People magazine's "sexiest man alive," I was skeptical. I mean, there's just so many other men that I would classify as sexier than Mr. Jackman. However, after watching this, I understand completely why. This movie may have been meant as an homage to the natal land of its actors and director, but it looks more like a reverent homage to Jackman's rugged beauty and the ease and manly grace with which he portrays that iconic, and until now uniquely American, figure of the loner cowboy type person. I know I'm gushing like a ridiculous obsessed schoolgirl (omgzorz!!! lol :) ), but I cannot even find the words to accurately describe just how insanely attractive Hugh Jackman is in this movie. Nicole Kidman's amazing wardrobe and the gorgeous Australian landscapes fade into insignificance next to slow motion epic shots of "The Drover" rounding up cattle, or riding a horse, or, like, walking. Simple things yes, but they are made absorbingly interesting simply because they are performed by a very tan, very buff, very ruggedly disheveled and unshaven Hugh. *girlish sigh*

My current favorite tv characters

Let's talk about Marc and Amanda from Ugly Betty. They are my absolute favorites right now. Each exchange between them just brightens my day a little bit more.

MARC: What year were you born?
AMANDA: 1991.
MARC: You're 16?
AMANDA: 1992.
MARC: Other way.


And also Andrea from Samantha Who? Drunk and hilarious. Please watch an episode just for her.

Let's talk about this review of Twilight. Have I mentioned before that I love Manohla Dargis?

Well,

I did something really really smart on Monday. I wore slippery bottomed shoes even though I thought that morning as I was putting them on "these shoes always slip on my bike, maybe I shouldn't wear them...nah." And I wore them anyways. So that night around 5:30 as I was riding home in the dark (that's right, dark at 5:30), I was crossing to the other side of the street between the IPF and the SFH. My foot in my slippery shoe slipped off of my pedal. And threw me off balance. At least that's my hypothesis on what happened. Because I don't really remember. Because all I really know for sure is that one second I was upright, and the next I was sprawled on the ground and there was a car driving past and a girl walking towards me to hand me my keys and phone, etc... that had flown out of my bag. And So I stood up and walked my bike over to the side of the street and the girl asked me if I was ok, and I replied that I was because, well obviously nothing was broken or too badly damaged because I could walk. So I just stood there for a few minutes trying to collect myself because things like that really shake me up. and then I got on my bike to ride the next two blocks home and, oh wait, my knee! I can barely pedal because bending my right knee causes me so much pain! Oh joy. So I made it the rest of the way home without vomiting and grabbed some ice and laid in bed trying to ice my knee but not being able to because it hurt me. So instead I just laid a cold cloth on my knee as advised by my personal doctor (much better because no pressure=no pain) and basically I just felt sorry for myself for the rest of the night. I had planned to do things but those plans were circumvented by the twisting winds of fate. Anyways. It hurts. That is the point.

My new hero

Go here. It's 44 minutes long, but completely worth it. This guy is funny. So if you have an extra hour to kill, sit back and enjoy!

I want to read this book. And see the movie? That's coming out in 2011. I don't even remember how I found this. Oh yeah, I di, Kristin was trying to make me look up the Sony Robot dance (also worth watching) but she told me it was the honda robot dance and when I serached that on goole video, this was the only video that came up. cool. Anyways.

I blame Kristin.

I am: jessica.

I want: my eyes not to hurt

I have: an obsession with paper/

I dislike: non dish doers.

I miss: the creamery. the one that is dead now.

I fear: walking up the stairs in the dark. I always think someone is going to grab my ankle. I know this is stolen but it couldn't be more true. I used to have a companion who would try to turn off the lights and chase me up the stairs every night because she knew about my weird phobia. And I would have to try and run up the stairs without her noticing or while she was doing something else so I could arrive at the top unscathed. You never know what might be behind you!

I feel: tired.

I hear: Brittany as she crinkles the newspaper with filling out the nytimes crossword puzzle that she is cheating on.

I smell: Probably like coffee a little bit. It's kind of a long story. Let's not talk about it.

I crave: Pizza. Every day. I don't really know what's wrong with me.

I cry: sometimes.

I usually: really love but also hate to ride my bike.

I search: for hippo.

I wonder: what bear goals are?

I regret: nothing.

I love: my bed right now.

I care: too much about insignificant things!

I always: complain about the cleanliness of my apartment.

I worry: that I won't get into grad school.

I am not: well-rested.

I remember: my name. That's important.

I believe: That the moon really does exist. Not a hoax.

I dance: only to hip-hop music. Or Reggaeton.

I sing: along with everything.

I don't always: ride my bike very carefully.

I argue: when I know I'm right.

I write: about nothing important.

I win: any word based game like Scrabble or Scattergories. Because I rock the hizzouse.

I lose: patience quite often.

I wish: I had a car.

I listen: to the Wicked soundtrack as much as possible. I am a geek.

I don't understand: Other people's thought processes. Which, hi, I'm a psych major, I should, right? Actually, I lied, I understand most people pretty weel. But certain ones I just cannot get where they are coming from or the motivation behind anything they do. Let's not talk about it. .

I can usually be found: sitting on the couch or on the floor studying or working on a book or cathing up on episodes of 30 Rock or ER (yeah I'm watching ER again. I'm addicted, I can't help it!).

I need: A Bose I-pod dock thingy.

I forget: omg everything. Appointments, meetings, to plan things, everything. Ever.

I am happy: about colder weather.

I tag: Brittany Perez and that is all!