This weekend I was a total slob bitch, and while
We did go out with the SNFC to see Charlie and the Chocolate Factory last night… Want my short review? The creation of this film was pointless exercise.. It didn’t really do anything better than the original film, and while the remake was closer to the text of the book, I think it just missed the mark…
Corinna and I have tickets to a free preview screening of The Devil’s Rejects on Wednesday. We both enjoyed House of 1000 Corpses, so hopefully Mr. Zombie will do a good job again.
I’ve been slowly going through and tagging my entries, starting at the beginning, back in June of 2000. So far I am up to February of 2001, and I’ve been at it for a week or two now.. I have almost 2200 posts total, so this is going to take awhile. The most popular tags are school (73), travel (42), csh (41), and whining (37), but that’s mostly a function of time (I was still in school in 2000-2001, so there are obviously going to be lots of school posts… :P). I suspect at the end of this tagging fiesta whining will win out.
what’s the point of tagging your entries?
ad-hoc categorization and classification… So I can see all of my posts on food, music, whining, etc.
is that really something you intend to do someday? go back and read all your posts on food?
Maybe not on food, but there have been many occasions where I’ve gone back to look for information on concerts, tech stuff, movies, etc in my journal and have just had to guess at the general day I made the post and start looking around in both directions…
When are you coming up to Rochester? Doing anything special?
Not this weekend, but next… I have an engagement Friday night, but will be there through Sunday morning.
It’d be superrific-fantastagreat if there was some kind of party Saturday night… I’m not saying a party in my honor, but a party nonetheless…
I plan on hitting up the Toad saturday evening, and Corinna and I will probably hit up Eastman House as well…
It figures. Jeff and I will most likely be on our way to Maine for the weekend. Ya bastard!