The Daily Adventures of Mercat

So Geoffrey Rush was in a film about Peter Sellers life? I maybe should have bought it, it was $2 at Second Time Around, but I didn't feel like watching a semi-depressing bioflick. Even if Geoffrey Rush is super amazing, and Peter Sellers is even cooler.

Anyway, the Iron Man 2 trailer is out, and awesome, despite how lame Whiplash looks, and I CAN NOT WAIT. More hot engineering action? Oh, you know it. If only they hadn't dumped Terrence Howard, there really was no reason for that.

Total moral quandary: on facebook, I cannot decide if my profile pic should be Ancient Mew or Blastoise. BOTH ARE AWESOME. BOTH ARE HOLO. Breaking news: I am a nerd. ngl it makes me want to pull out all my old cards. I probably will when I get home.

You know another reason I love Troop? Everyone there is freaking HUGE NERDS. I swear to god every time I meet up with Troop people we have at least one small discussion involving Pokemon. Idek why, it just ALWAYS HAPPENS.

So there's been that video going around of the octopus using a broken coconut as a tool, you know, disregarding the fact that octopi at aquariums break out of their tanks all the time to eat other creatures, or spit out their night-lights, or crack puzzles to get to snacks. I HATE CEPHALOPODS. D: Dear Discovery Channel, thank you for horrifying me with your future-of-evolution special about how octopi/squids/whatever will climb out of the seas and live like monkeys and become the next intelligent beings. FUCK. YOU. Not to mention their texture is terrible for eating.

So Adidas finally released their Star Wars collection, and... it looks horrible. I mean, good on you if you like skater shoes or REALLY LIKE DARTH VADER or even x-wings. And the stormtrooper ones looked promising before... But the Princess Leia ones? *gag* Really.

Sadly, the only ones I'd probably wear would be the Falcons. =/ And they're not even that interesting. Sad day. ([EDIT] I LIED, I found better pictures, the Falcons suck too and the coolest ones are the TIE fighters.)

Interesting article about technology and relationships, although, it is from Cracked so take it as you will. ngl I'm kind of excited for psych 101 next semester. (Somewhat unrelated, I know.)

Anyone have one of these lying around somewhere? I kind of want one. To match my flashlight. And because it's adorable. yesssssss

Halloween post! Unfortunately no time to do my standard "holiday post"... But such is November, generally.

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Not really doing NaNoWriMo this year... but I did figure out that writing keeps me from falling asleep in class. Now if only I could pay attention and write at the same time... =/

God this month sucks.

ALSO WAL-MART WHAT THE SHIT YOU CANNOT BE PLAYING 24 HOUR CHRISTMAS MUSIC ALREADY.

Also-also, despite the fact that I go to a Catholic school, I do find it a bit double-standardish we get repeated emails about not chalking the sidewalks but the entire ghetto gets covered in saints names. I'm not offended, I just wonder if other groups would get permission to do someting similar. ANYWAY, the point of this is that immediately in front of our house is written "St. Polycarp" which just keeps making me want to make a Pokemon joke.

Poliwrath has evolved into Polycarp (Or would that be Magikarp... alternate to Gyrados... DO NOT ASK ME WHY I RETAIN THIS KNOWLEDGE, I have no idea how it stays back there)

Also, Sister Schmelling's Halloween letter about not getting too crazy in the ghetto... Lady, Halloween is not "deeply based in Christian history". ARE YOU FUCKING CRAZY? YOU BASICALLY STOLE ALL THAT FROM THE QUOTE-UNQUOTE "PAGANS". ARE YOU FUCKING CRAZY OR WHAT

Ohhhhh wait you're a Catholic in denial. If twelve years of Catholic school have taught me anything, it's that you're icredibly selective about your history.

So I'm in a weird mode. It always happens after the bead show, and Jungle Jim's, and the long drive. I feel tired and restless and it takes forever to get rid of it. I had a really awesome dinner (pork, green bean casserole, sweet potatoes, and rosemary bread) and an awesome lunch (Jungle Jim's food) and a nice nap (minus the getting-woken-up-by-shitty-rap-on-the-radio-being-blasted-at-me-by-Laura). But... I feel... bad. Again. Hopefully it'll be gone tomorrow.

So... yeah, this is a great story, kind of, if you're strange like me. So, a few days ago I was talking to someone about how I used to collect Pokemon cards in grade school, and that I still have mine (and so did this other person, who will remain nameless to save their image a little). (On a random tangent, they need to stop coming out with sets of Pokemon. Honestly, they're on like, the fourth one. DUDE. 300 was more than enough!) Anyway, then I randomly watched Pokemon on my half-day off (which was when I determined that they need to stop making them up). And on Friday at our "retreat" I played the instrumental "A Legend Comes to Life" from Pokemon the Movie 2000 because it's just a rock-on cool song. AND SOMEONE ELSE RECOGNIZED IT! Of course, my friends had to call me a nerd. (Just for reference, I don't own ANY Pokemon shirts anymore, Josh. Yes, I know I said "anymore" which implies that at one time I had one. Or several. But yes, add that to my list of nerd shirts.) Last night I had this rock-on awesome dream which randomly involved the Pokemon trading cards, and I decided to hijack the plot of my dream and use it to write a legitimate story, because I just could not degrade myself that much by writing Pokemon Fanfiction at this point in time. (THAT deserves an LOL.) The plot was SO COOL. Yeah, so continuing the fact that I am on crack... today at the bead show I saw these painted porcelain beads (which are very popular, all the styles from China/Japan), painted as Pokeballs. I laughed, and thought about how Pokemon was just having this little party in life this week... so I got some. I now have about 30 little ceramic Pokeball beads that I have no plans for at all. I was figuring I might be able to make some money by making jewelery and selling it to little punk-kid fans who don't have a clue... but probably not. They'll just sit around forever until I actually need them. (Yeah, right.)

I also got the awesomest most random bead ever. It's ceramic, hand-painted... It's a bright blue cow with orange spots. Oh, yeah. It's so awesome, you don't even know how awesome it is. =^n.n^=

By the way, the retreat went well, but it could have gone better. A lot of people who needed to be there weren't, and then chastised it afterward. Seriously folks, don't be a douchebag, or I'm going to have to stop talking to you. You're hurting my brain too much. THE WAY YOU THINK DOES NOT MAKE SENSE.

[This has been a public service announcement from Diane's Body When It Feels Like It's On Crack, aka, DBWIFLIOC. {ACRONYYYMMMMMS!}]