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So, Smallville totally made me want to chuck things at the TV last night. Sometimes 'Clark was being dumb, but the two major occurrences were within, like, five minutes of each other and were all Lex's fault. Argh. What the frell is going on??

::loves lex more because he's difficult::

::goes back to watching season 2::

In other news, I took the bus twice yesterday and did not get lost and/or molested! Yea me! Although when I did have to switch buses when it turned out the 3 I got on did not in fact go all the way to the Seattle Center. But it was all good. Finally got to see Our Town and really enjoyed it. Tom Skerritt was not in it, however. Apparently he was offered something he just could not refuse (Touchstone-Disney Stephen King mini-series) and was going to be working on that instead of doing all of the performances. Which, y'know, is unprofessional. UNLESS he really was sucking as bad as everyone says he was and the Intiman was all "Take the offer, Tom! We'll use a stage actor instead!" Pity, though. Mr. Skerritt is well respected in the area. Would have been fun to see him in person.

Oh well.

Natasha and I are going to see Bridget Jones: The Edge of Reason tonight. Woo. It'll be an adventure. The theater is somewhere on Queen Anne that we haven't been to before, and Queen Anne is too far to walk, so we get to take a new bus. Thank goodness for school bus passes. Anyway, we're supposed to be there about 40 minutes early. We'll leave around 4:00 to make sure we can find the place and then toodle around for a bit. Lookin' forward to it.

Nietzsche is still the most fun I've had reading philosophy. And though I do not agree with him a lot/most of the time, he's still fascinating. And fun to read. And quote:

"There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness." (This is my excuse for the crazy pairings I love in various fandoms...)

And then there's the big "God is dead" quote that continues farther than just that and is really just thought-provoking.

"God is dead. God remains dead. And we have killed him. How shall we, murderers of all murderers, console ourselves? That which was the holiest and mightiest of all that the world has yet possessed has bled to death under our knives. Who will wipe this blood off us? With what water could we purify ourselves? What festivals of atonement, what sacred games shall we need to invent? Is not the greatness of this deed too great for us? Must we not ourselves become gods simply to be worthy of it? There has never been a greater deed; and whosoever shall be born after us - for the sake of this deed he shall be part of a higher history than all history hitherto."

Ah, take *that* Descartes. Isn't it interesting? I think so. I don't necessarily agree with it, possibly because I believe in God, but it's fascinating stuff.

Oh, and Nietzsche is not a Nazi! Don't believe it!

Julia, I know I've mentioned this before, but thank you so much for recommending Dr. Berry! I heart the class.

Bridget Jones and the Australian Basketball Team

Best outing ever. The movie was being shown - invitation only - on Queen Anne Avenue and turned out to be not such a big deal getting there. It was actually only two blocks from the Intiman, so I talked Natasha into taking a 3 instead of a 2 and it was all good and no new bus routes. Plus, if we had taken a 2, the exciting thing would never have happened.

And, OK, it's not that exciting.

Down near West Lake Center we stop at a bus stop and there's, like, a bunch of people in matching outfits waiting to get on. Natasha and I were both kind of "meh, go away". But they got on and were standing around the front of the bus where we were sitting and Natasha's reading their sweaters and we discovered that we were surrounded by tall Australian basketball (we think) players. A whole group. Taller than me! And I was wearing my boots with the two inch heels! And Australian! And attractive! But probably under the age of consent. (What is the age of consent in Australia anyway?) I normally don't get like this about, well, anybody "real" (actors do not count), but it was a group and in close quarters and yeah.

That alone would have made the venture worth it.

So anyway. We got there about an hour and an half early, so we went to the Kidd Valley that was right on the corner. And then we stood in the special screening line for a while and it wrapped all of the way around the corner. Bridget Jones: The Edge of Reason was thoroughly enjoyable. I laughed *so* hard. The whole theater did. Funnier than the first movie. And completely adorable. I can even completely forgive them the changes they made from the book. Because it totally worked. Eh, well, except for maybe the Rebecca twist. I liked it, but it kind of came out of nowhere. Anyway, massive hearts. Go see it when it's released.