The End of the World, Pirates, and Tanning

Unless you live on another planet, you probably were aware that a man was trying to warn our wold of supposed impending doom.... that did not happen this weekend. As disappointed as I'm sure Mr. Camping(s?) is that his calculations were, once again, not correct, it is good to know that the Bible still rings true in every thing (Matthew 24:36-44). The fact that this man, who fooled himself into thinking he knew more than Jesus himself, made the rapture a bit of a joke this weekend is sad to me, however. It is no less serious on nay given day than it should have been this weekend if he had happened to be correct.
On a lighter note, I spent May 21 enjoying time with friends, and watching Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides. It was, in fact, and excellent movie (though a bit ironic to watch on the day I chose to see it, if you know what I mean). Much better than At Worlds End, the third installment of the saga. The latest installment can pretty much stand alone if you haven't seen the previous three.
And finally, tanning. I happen to be pasty white. I should have been a ginger, in fact. I have a wedding coming up, and the bride (my sister) informed me that I'm too white, so I'm attempting to tan. I tried a spray tan, it was... a failure. Now I'm trying to actually tan. It'll be interesting to see if anything happens. In the past I haven't had much luck with tanning. I went today for seven minutes, and I'm slightly pink, but I don't think I'm burned. :)

Smallville

It's over. Ten years. Sure, there were some bad episodes along the way, but oh what an excellent ten years it was. Smallville, as stupid as it may seem to say, has been a pretty big part of my life. I joined in at the end of season three and have watching it religiously since then. I've always loved Superman, nothing say's that more than the tattoo on my back, but this show seemed to make him more real than he ever was before. Yes, I am an absolute dork. I can't believe Smallville had it's final run. Yes, I actually cried.

Been feeling British...

As of Tuesday I decided it was time to read the Harry Potter books again. For the 5th time. I have oodles of free time at work when I'm not massaging, so it's quite the excellent opportunity to read, especially since I was recently informed I am not longer allowed to web surf on our work network. Lame, but understandable. I need that iPhone right about now. Anyways, in my reading of Harry Potter I've suddenly switched from drinking coffee, to drinking tea... the "British way", aka: with cream and sugar. While in Scotland that's how I was taught to drink my tea. It's pretty good! So, my periods of nothing are now filled with Harry Potter and tea. I feel that it's the best way to enjoy the book ;).

Speaking of Scotland, it's now been a year since the beginning of our trip. It was a fabulous trip. How I wish I could go back. I actually visited the cafe in Edinburgh that was the "birthplace" of the Harry Potter series. It's called the Elephant House, and it had amazing coffee, and a BEAUTIFUL view of Edinburgh castle. Maybe I even sat at the same table Rowling did. GASP! Haha.

My excellent coffee and elephant cookie. Ignore my gum in the corner.

Due to a Lack of Inspiration...

I haven't had much to talk about lately. I get a lot of headaches, and then I just get tired, so I don't write. Here I am though, writing. Not sure about what yet. Osama Bin Laden is dead. There's something note worthy. As much as I feel less patriotic not celebrating his death, I just can't bring myself to do so. Osama may be dead, but that doesn't mean terrorism is. He had a lot of followers. I have a feeling that something is brewing. Something big. I don't mean to be a doom-sayer, but this world is in turmoil. It becomes more and more apparent to me with each passing day. It's coming. Not sure when, nor how, but it's coming. The end, that is....