Holler started it, so I decided to do it.
*EDIT* Kordik (marv) apparently also had the same idea of stealing this from Holler, but he got there first.
LAYER ONE: On The Outside
Name: Michael Thomas O'Malley
Birth date: September 21, 1983
Birthplace: Good Samaritan Hospital, Downers Grove, IL
Current Location: Villa Park, IL (Champaign during the schoolyear)
Eye Color: brownish, kinda looks like sewage.
Hair Color: red
Height: 6'0"
Righty or Lefty: righty
Zodiac Sign: Virgo
LAYER TWO: On The Inside
Your heritage: 100% Irish
Shoes you wore today: Black Saucony Jazz running shoes
Your fears: Insignificance
Your perfect pizza: Chicago deep dish, no meat...or whatever I can afford.
Goal you'd like to achieve: Immortality (in the metaphorical sense, but, ya know, if I could live forever I probably would, as long as I would stop aging at 21)
LAYER THREE: Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow
Your most overused phrase on AIM: hehe (never lol), iono -or- iunno, yesm -or- yesh
Your thoughts first waking up: Where's the sleep button?
Your best physical feature: I'm prety self critical. Let's go with...right kidney.
Your bedtime: 1-3am
LAYER FOUR: Your Pick
Pepsi or Coke: Pepsi, hands down
McDonald's or Burger King: Probably BK, I just love Whoppers.
Single or group dates: Haven't had a single date.
Adidas or Nike: Don't wear either, but I think Adidas are cooler.
Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: Lemonade. Not a big iced tea fan.
Chocolate or vanilla: Chocolate cake, Vanilla ice cream
Cappuccino or coffee: Tea. Wait...well, hot tea. And only in Ireland.
LAYER FIVE: Do You?
Smoke: the occasional cigar (okay, like twice)
Cuss: oddly, no
Sing: Hehe, too much...toooo much.
Take a shower everyday: for the most part
Have (a) crush(es): I'm drinking Orange Crush...wait, what was the question?
Think you've been in love: nope :'(
Like(d) high school: Oh the good old days...college is fun too though.
Want to get married: Gotta find love first
Believe in yourself: I'd like to, but I fail myself on a daily basis.
Get motion sickness: I can't do roller coasters, but I can read in the car.
Think you're attractive: nope, but I suppose that'll encourage me to try harder.
Think you're a health freak: Trying harder to be (see above, health is an aspect of attractiveness at its root).
Get along with your parents: yep.
Like thunderstorms: They are fun to go to bed too, but for some reason dureing High School I always wished for a thunderstorm in the middle of the day. Maybe I figured it would be a good distraction.
Play an instrument: I used to play percussion. And the college hit me, so I stopped hitting things.
LAYER SIX: In the past month have you...
Drank alcohol: yes
Smoked: yes
Done a drug: caffine is a drug...
Made Out: I'm gonna say no, but I black out a lot. So I can't really rule anything out.
Gone on a date: nopelydoodle
Gone to the mall: actually, I don't think I have...odd.
Eaten an entire box of Oreos: never in my life. I don't even like oreos.
Eaten sushi: Ha! never again. i had Sushi a while back. It went into the toilet. Through my mouth.
Been on stage: No, but i did act once in an 6th grade play that I helped write. Randy & Julia, a parody of Romeo and Juliet. I was Ben, Randy's friend. Dan was Randy. I don't remeber anything but tripping as I walked onto stage.
Been dumped: Gotta have someone to dump me in order to be dumped.
Gone skating: That's not really a summer activity.
Gone skinny dipping: I've been naked under my trunks.
Dyed your hair: never
Stolen anything: Your mom's heart. I'm jus keeeeding! Nope, no stealing here...not yet anyway...well, I stole the idea for doing this from holler if that counts.
LAYER SEVEN: Ever...
Played a game that required removal of clothing: Yes, even in the past month where I was required to drop my pants for truth or dare.
been caught "doing something”: what are those quotes for?
Been called a tease: yes. I mean no. I mean...I'm jus teeeesing! Okay, no.
Gotten beaten up: To a bloody pulp. Or not.
Shoplifted: I'm not strong enough. Shops are heavy.
LAYER EIGHT: Getting Older
Age you hope to be married: 35, not too much before, I wanna enjoy my 20's as a bachelor.
Numbers and Names of Children: 2.5 children, named Human, Person, and Half-Baby.
What is your dream wedding: Something really cool and memorable, I would probably lean more towards non-traditional, but honestly, if my fiancee has been fantasizing and planning it her whole life, I'm not about to get in the way.
How do you want to die: In my sleep, in 2103, at the ripe old age of 120. And without Alzheimers. It used to be martyrdom, but I don't know what I stand for anymore. Though dying for a cause i guess is still ideal. So, if that doesn't happen by the time I'm 50, we'll go with in my sleep.
What do you want to be when you grow up: Something creative. The more I think about it, the less attractive "computer programmer" sounds. Unless I work for a cool company like Google, like with Google labs. Or a graphics company. Other than that, the only other thing I like to do is write. How can I combine humorous writing and computers...no, i don't really want to work for a tech mag. Bah! I guess writing will need to be just a hobby.
What country would you most like to visit: Western Europe. yeah, It's a country. But really I'm torn between France, Spain, Italy, Greece, and England, now that I have seen Ireland.
LAYER NINE: In a boy/girl
Best eye color?: blue
Best hair color?: blonde
Short or long hair: long
Height: exactly 5'8" (okay, for this whole section, I'm really not picky...)
Best articles of clothing: skirts, skirts, and more skirts. Midriff exposing shirts, and open-toed shoes, or gym shoes, or whatever. But those pointy toed shoes are ugh.
Best first date location: dinner and a movie...sounds good.
LAYER TEN: In The Numbers...
Number of drugs taken illegally: well, heroine, cocaine, PCP...nope haven't done them. So none, uless underage drinking is "taking drugs"
Number of people I could trust with my life: In a way, aren't you "trusting someone with your life" anytime you get into a cor someone else is driving? Though in a non-literal sense, I think I'm not really trusting enough.
Number of CDs that I own: I haven't counted them, probably close to 40, maybe a few less.
Number of piercings: They call me metal-man. Because I have no piercings.
Number of tattoos: They call me Inky. Because I have no tats.
Number of times my name has appeared in the newspaper?: They call me the PaperBoy. Because...well it has been in there more than a couple times. let's count...Birth announcement, various scout activities, scholarship, Obituary...wait, I'm still alive right?
Number of scars on my body: I got one from a huge fist fight with Jon Swiston. But you shoulda seen him! Okay, it was a race and i tripped over my own feet. I suck at lying.
Number of things in my past that I regret: Well, there are quite a few things I would say to myself if I could go back in time, like: "Stop slacking off in high school. Study, even if you don't think you need to. Take the SAT. Apply to more than one college. Eat healthier, gain weight, work out. Don't eat sushi. Don't get behind the wheel of a car that bear is driving.
Let's kick this entry off like it's Livejournal! (If you are here only for a review of FH911, and don't care for my ramblings, go down to the marked section)
Current Mood: Weirded OUT!
Current Music: Coheed & Cambria - "A House Atlantic"
So, today after an incredibly fun (read: boring) day at work, I went to see Farenheit 9/11 with a bunch of friends.
When I got to the theatre, I decided to empty my bladder, as for some reason I just hate leaving a movie to use the bathroom. I get in the bathroom, the urinals are taken, so I hop into a stall. Assuming you are all familiar of the process a male goes through at this point, I will save you the details. Anyway, I finish my business, and zip up. As I turn to leave the stall, I find myself looking right down at what seemed to be a 4 year old kid. He had apparently crawled under the stall door and was just laying on the floor smiling at me. So I did what any totally creeped out 20 year old would do: I said "whoa." As he crawled back out and ran out of the bathroom, I wondered what I should have done...Should I have kicked him? Though hilarious, it would probably been cruel I guess. Kids that age should be kept on a leash 24/7.
Anyway, I washed up and started towards the theatre, and after seeing copious amounts of high school memories (in the form of people I knew), I was ready to watch the movie.
Start here if you don't care about anything but the movie (jerk)
I wanted to see Farenheit 9/11. Not because I respect him, he doesn't really deserve it. But I do like hearing different perspectives.
I say that I don't respect him because I know he's a liar. He uses his "documentaries" to lie and mislead people to push his opinions. He uses editing and voiceover to make fiction seem like fact. Then he spouts crap about hating Bush because he hates fiction and Bush is a fictional President. And hating Bush because Bush mislead the American people. Moore is a HYPOCRITE.
So that is what I went in knowing about the filmaker, but I was still ready to listen to his side. But he really pushed it at the beginning of the movie when he decided to imply that Fox news had something to do with Bush winning Florida. They may have been the first to credit the win to Bush, but THE MEDIA DOES NOT AFFECT THE NUMBERS! They only interpret them. Everyone else just interpretted them wrong, and they apologized for that mistake...
Luckily, I didn't completely lose it there, and was able to watch the rest of the movie without being overly critical.
Moore did make some good conections and had some good points. The Bin Laden family should not have been sent out of the country 2 days after the tragedy. He also made some good points about the shabby treatment of Afghanistan in comparison to Iraq, the instilled fear in all Americans, and the lack of purpose in the Iraqi war. However...
Afghanistan was taken over and rebuilt much quicker than Iraq. They probably figured it would be that easy. Maybe they underestimated the amount of troops they'd need, just like they did in Iraq. But they succeeded anyway.
As far as Iraq having anything to do with Bin Laden, I never thought that. I was never led to beleive that the Iraq war had anything to do with the attack other than the fact that Iraq harbors terrorists.
I really cannot take this movie to be all fact, due to what I know and what I know about Moore. And if it is fact, I think it presents enough evidence for any other county in the world to have just as valid a reason to attack us as we did to attack Iraq. That's the feeling I got at the end, anyway. And that is why I think Micahel Moore hates America.
Anyway, disagreements aside, I thought it was a very well made film. I can understand it being nominated for awards (though I wouldn't call it the best movie of the year) but it was very good. And in some ways thought provoking. However, after anyone sees this movie, I'd recommend you then look into the facts behind what he discusses. There are quite afew anti-moore sites out there, but make sure you check their sources too. Biased reporting is quite often misleading. Anyway, I'll check out stuff tomorrow probably.
In other news, I have actually listened to the entire Coheed and Cambria album, "In Keeping Secrets of Silent Earth: 3". I really liked it.
Bye bye, beautiful.