The lack of updates is baffling to me too. I honestly have not known what to write about. I’ve had a few failed trials over the past few days. One of them started out really funny and was definitely worth writing about, but then I got all depressed about it. That piece is now long gone as an unsaved Word document, and I remain a glum chum.
Watching Julie & Julia makes me wish this blog had more purpose.

It was a really cute movie. Meryl Streep was brilliant. I kind of wished that the movie was just a documentary of Julia Child’s life. Apart from wanting to see more of Meryl Streep’s impersonation, I think Julia Child was a very interesting lady.
I got a little jealous of Julie because she found such an amazing angle for her blog. I don’t have the same courage that she does; thus, I continue to have a toast blog (reference from My Big Fat Greek Wedding). Maybe I’ll have more to write about once spring semester starts. I can talk about crazy Baylor shenanigans.
Yeah right.
Meanwhile, I have to say that my obsession with Robert Downey Jr. has gone too far and is interfering with my wellbeing.

Don’t get me wrong; I’m not a creepy stalker. I mean, seeing Sherlock Holmes on Christmas day, rewatching Iron Man on Blu-ray, catching Tropic Thunder twice on HBO, and having the occasional daydream is normal. Who can resist anyway? RDJ has aged so gorgeously that I practically had a seizure every time he appeared half naked on screen. (RDJ is short for Robert Downey Jr. Keep up.) All in all, I’ve been good and haven’t cyberstalked him or anything (I’m proud of myself too). But last night I stayed up until 4:30 in the morning to watch Heart and Souls on Hulu (this was after promising myself I’d get back on a normal sleep schedule).

Not many people would even consider seeing this movie, but it’s one of my all time favorites. It’s right up there with To Wong Foo, Thanks for Everything! Julie Newmar and Father of the Bride Part II; all of which I would never miss if they were on TV. Heart and Souls was just as hilarious and touching as I remembered. Alfre Woodard was so great in it. She was definitely my favorite. I loved watching her sassy, protective mother character.

The best part about watching this film was that I had already forgotten most the funny parts, so it was even more hilarious seeing it again. Oh, and I nearly died when they started singing Walk Like A Man. I absolutely loved it. Loved it, loved it, loved it.
I got really emotionally involved with this movie last night. I actually teared up when the child version of RDJ’s character started crying for his ghost friends to come back and when RDJ’s character professed his love to his girlfriend. Yeah, I teared up twice, laughed out loud maybe five or six times, and smiled to myself all throughout the movie. All the while, I drooled at the sight the young, baby-faced RDJ.
I now plan to watch even more of his movies. After I post this entry, I will make a list of his movies and plan to watch each and every one of them. I know that he had a drug problem, and I know that he was arrested several times in the past, but no one can deny how amazingly good-looking he is and how great his comeback has been. Isn’t that all that matters?
I’m pathetic.