spider-man rocked.  sam raimi, you are a god.  tobey maguire, you rule.  can't wait for the second one.  here's hoping they don't make a good first one with an awesome leading man and director, and then make ten more which change around actors, producers, directors, and suck.  i speak of batman, of course.  but, for now, we've got one really good comic movie, the first in a couple years.

thinking of which, here's a new top five...

top five movies based on comic books:
5 - x-men
4 - blade
3 - batman
2 - spider-man
1 - the crow

yeah, i'm a geek.  oh well.  watching that movie made me want to read comics again, something i haven't done for like a year.  whatever.  i'm broke and can't afford them.  plus, i think i'm past them.

i've condensed all three weezer albums onto a blank cassette.  the green album and pinkerton both fit onto side a.  i put the blue album on side b, and still have some room left over.  i think i'll add some clash to it.  the sable doesn't have a cd player, so i've put together some mixtapes for the drive to prom.

michelle is upstairs, getting her hair done by my mother.  i'm making it a point to not see her, thus making it a surprise when i finally do.

i was forced to do yardwork after i already showered.  my brother and i were chomping sticks and whatnot up with our evil nazi leaf blower.  that thing is brutal.  the noises it makes scare me.  a fascist piece of machinery if ever there has been one.

my tux is over in the other room.  i tried it on when lindsay and i picked it up this morning, and i'm still not certain what i think of it...i guess i look all right.  i got a haircut and my goatee trimmed, which is good because it was seriously getting out of control.

it's twenty of three right now, and michelle still hasn't finished.  we've gotta be ready to go by 330.  uh whoa.

shane and i were talking music when we were supposed to be writing in journalism yesterday, and he mentioned poison the well.  i'm not much for hardcore music, but i do like them.  anyway, we were at comps and found that they're playing in philly on june 6th.  we made preliminary plans to go to the show, which i'll probably get killed at.

this mixtape clicked off right at the end of "know your rights."  i timed it perfectly without even trying.  rock.

i've gotta get dressed, find batteries for the digital camera, and get michelle, who just left, at quarter after three.  i need a break, a chance to sit back and reflect for real, not just in here, write stuff in my personal diary, get in touch with myself, as opposed to spending every moment of free time running to some destination for entertainment and relief.  i need to get away from everyone.  sadly, i do not see a chance for that coming anytime soon.