So Damn Beautiful

So, after waiting a long time, I'm finally in the midst of watching the movie Max Payne. I don't know what it was about the movie, but from previews and a general love for Mark Wahlberg and his bad-assery, I felt I needed to see this one.

I'm about 3/4 of the way through, and still have very little idea what's going on. Lots of shooting, lots of mayhem, and a mysterious serum that's being drunk by a guy who looks like Billy Zane. But he isn't Billy Zane. I wish he was Billy Zane. W. T. F.

And for some reason Jackie from That 70's Show is a sexy assassin.

But I still love you Marky Mark. I always will. I can't help myself.

Reid, I feel like this would have been a move better left to watching drunk at The Loft. It's up there with Southland Tales for me. But it's ok, there will always be more. Undoubtably.

There's an icebox where my heart used to be

I think the cold is finally getting to me, after my fifth year in midwestern winters. I've taken to blowdrying my bed under my covers before I get in so it's toasty warm (and mildly damp, for some reason). Awesome? I've also started wearing leggings under everything. Dress pants. Jeans. Skirts. PJ pants. Dresses. Everything. I'm pretty pumped about the thought of 50 degree weather that's been promised for Saturday.

Also, I'm doing an animal of the day with my seventh grade while we study Kingdom Animalia. So far we've done the pangolin and the Venus Flower Basket. I look forward to many other animals too! Suggestions would be welcome!