Ugh! Can it be Monday already!!!! LOL My weekend went by so quickly!  My friend ended up not coming to visit, due to miscommunication problems.  As it turned out-everything worked out for the best.

Friday night I hit up Blockbuster.  I really want to go to the movies and see Constantine. But no one wants to join me. Has anyone seen it yet? If so is it any good? I have resolved that I will see it this week even if I am to go solo. 

So I ended up watching 28 days…woo…that is a scary movie.  It is basically about an infection (carried by a chimp) which crosses over to the human race and just wipes everyone out. What made it so horrific, was the fact that the whole occurrence is possible. The writer took the time to create something believable and even followed through to the last detail.  For example-there were scenarios surrounding the issue of availability of goods, perishable food items, contaminated water supply, etc...

I don’t want to give the movie away to anyone, so I cannot go into detail as to why it was so scary.  But I will say that there was one scene that I cannot seem to shake. It was a scene that took place in long tunnel.  At one point you just see a bazillion rats running and screeching.  Then you see the infected humans about two min later.  What is so freaky about it is rats are not scared of ANYTHING. They will be tramping along in the sewer and run into an alligator, and if traveling solo, may scamper…but not freak out ( I know this of course, because I spend my time stomping through sewers infested with rats and alligators, LOL, RRRRIIIIIGGGGHHHHTTTT). So to see all of these rats scurrying everywhere means that they sense something so incredibly menacing…ugh!  Needless to say, after the movie ended I promptly removed the DVD and placed it in my car for the remainder of the night.  Somehow I felt removing the movie from the vicinity would purge my apartment of all evil. LOL

The remainder of the weekend was spent with friends. I did go on one mini date that turned out quite nice. Lunch and the bookstore. This individual shares my passion for reading…which is just wonderful. He inspired me to connect with what I love most (insert faeries, elves and dragons). In fact he has read ALL of Tolkien’s works and has three maps of middle earth over various stages!  He even knows Elfquest and Pini art!!!! LOL 

The last few books I have read, concentrated on cults and various religions. Then there was one self-help book on intimidation. While I enjoy reading those sorts of books they do nothing for my artsy fartsy side. He introduced me to the Dargonlance series.  Has anyone read these?  I can already feel the imaginative juices flowing. LOL So I begin the series along with Da Vinci Code.

There was this journal/date book that rated each man and date a girl went on. It was horrible!  It literally disected each trait and aspect of the date and the man (from looks -behavior-resemblances- presentation- conversation- atmosphere…)  then required a rating for each as well. Yep, pure evil, I thought as the cashier bagged it for me.

There was just one minor hiccup on the date.  I am not a person who holds a lot of "favorites" (ie. no favorite food, color, music, etc...) therefore I find myself surrounded by various groups and interests.  My date obviously must have  stereotyped me.  He kept stopping and exclaiming “wow! I never would have thought you liked this…or did that…or yada yada”.  He seemed genuinely excited, and I knew he meant it as a compliment…but by the end of the day I just wanted to bop him over the head and scream GET OVER IT SHORTY! For crying out loud dude! I can’t believe you trip so much! I cannot believe you like to annoy me! LOL… All in all I had a good time.

Sunday night, I decided to stay in and listen to some jazz and have a glass of merlot. As I lay on the floor staring at the ceiling, I started playing with my hair (a horrible habit that needs breaking) I noticed that I had a few split ends. I decided that it was time to take out my braids (I had long braids that reached my bum).  It was too late to take them all out that night.  So I decided I would just cut the braids shorter and let them unravel throughout the week.  *sigh* I snipped and snipped…when I was done I stared into the mirror.  Hmmm….did not realize I had cut so much!  Looks almost the same length as my natural hair. Uh-oh….

I jumped on the sink counter and pulled one braid out for closer examination.  The truth was revealed…I HAD CUT SOME OF MY OWN HAIR!!!! Oh the pain and the horror! Now, I would not be so upset if my hair grew like a weed…but it doesn’t.  It grows VERY SSSLLLLOOOWWW!  *sigh* I wanted to just cry…but I didn’t.  I mean…there is really nothing I can do about it anyway.  I think I need a moment of silence (insert long pause).

So now I have shoulder length braids.  Everyone still seems to like them. I have been told that I look quite scholarly… (Insert valley girl) like whatever! LOL