So, while I received many beautiful and wonderful Christmas presents this year (and also gave a few good ones, particularly to my parents), probably my favorite was the ten dollar, nine-inch long model of a Lamborghini Murcielago Connor gave me. I really don't have a rational explanation for my love for Lamborghinis. It probably stems from Need For Speed 2, a game which is by now archaic, to say the least.

However, something about the Lambo's refined roar, monstrous road speed, and sleek profile awakens my mostly-dormant speed-loving side. Who couldn't love this, really? Thing of beauty.

On a sidenote, the John Dillinger gangster fedora I got for my Dad went over real well, as did the jewelry box for my Mom. I'm also severely depressed about the state of the nation at the moment, but I refuse to dwell on such things so close to Christmastime. Happy thoughts, happy thoughts...

So today...I finally made it to church here (which is unusual, unfortunately...it's been tough not seeing my church family from back home), and then proceeded to draft a realistic plan for world peace ("Draft Realistic Plan For World Peace" is code for "Waste Time") for several hours, before finally getting down to work. After working laboriously for great lengths of time, I proceeded to watch a movie with my somewhat insistent friend-from-across-the-hall. I chose The Box, and I can't say I was impressed in the least. In the credits it said the movie was based on a short story. There's a problem there. A movie has the capability to tell a story much faster than a book. Obviously, a shorter book should mean a much shorter movie. This rule was ignored when they made The Box, and so you get long sequences of faux suspense with no explanation or plot development or anything useful at all. Then, of course, the movie ends with the "Neverending Cycle" kind of ending and makes you even madder. Who wrote that thing? Where they drunk? High? Trapped in the Matrix? All of the above? I mean, really, it was worthless.

At some point I shall add more videos to the list of cool youtube videos below, but not now. I have to have a foursome with Winkin, Blinkin, and Nod. Ciao, and Merry Christmas!

Fringe

Ahhh...I love Fringe. It is a TV show of great awesomeness and funniness. and it maketh me happy. However, I just wish that it would MAKE SENSE! PLEASE! After the latest episode I was like "Yes! This explains all my questions!" And then I realized "But wait! It just leaves me with twice as many NEW questions! AAAAAAAAAA----- (this is the part where I rammed my head against the wall)" I would say more, but I have an Econ exam today. Perhaps I shall write more today while I wait for my laundry to run.
Merry Christmas!

Brilliant!

I have a wonderful idea: I shall take a quick study break from writing by doing...MORE WRITING!! Aha! Betcha didn't see that one coming.

Speaking of 'brilliant,' don't you wish we used more English words in this country? I mean we technically speak English, but there are some words that get used in England a lot that I think would be cool to use as well. Brilliant is one of them, though I think my personal favorite is "smashing!" I don't see why we Americans haven't adopted it already...its short and to the point and emphasizes destroying things. Why do the English have it in the first place, really? It should be ours. Perhaps Obama can discuss this important issue when he's in England again, giving Gordon Brown a set of DVDs that won't work in England or giving the Queen an iPod filled with videos of his own speeches. *sigh*

Since my math teacher also teaches cryptography in the spring, I'm still debating as to whether or not I should challenge him thus: if I can make a code he can't crack, I get an A in the course. If he cracks it, then I take the exam anyway. Seems fair, right?
Merry Christmas!