Yay! I'm finally past my first and longest period of writer's block! I managed to restore the ISP essay from its bits and pieces - by writing the first paragraph ,what an accomplishment! Sometimes when you want to record a thought you don't have a medium, and when you're finalize in front of your computer your brain goes *plop*. Sure there's portable voice recording technologies but I don't have the money to afford such luxuries or the time to accidentally break them.

I feel liberal today, so allow me to devote myself to a cause of paramount importance. Yes, that's right, ladies and gentlemen, I support those who shed tears in front of movie screens! Sure many hypocrites (I'm sure you've ALL done it!) out there may caustically remind you of your sensitivity, but where else are you going to perceive something so vivid and dramatic? Are we all heartless blockheads!? If an event so dramatic was to actually happen, would those hypocrites cry? Probably not. They would surely censure you on your romanticism and remind you that what was on the movie screen did not actually happen, but what's the difference? If your movie experience is so unreal and shallow, or if you're so stolid and firmly cynical that you constantly remind yourself the movie isn't real, then what's the point of watching the movie in the first place? You MOVIE critics! Then again, you're getting paid to be hypocrites...

So cry your hearts out, the stress and loss of water will cause you to die faster, says the physician. So now to go off on a tangent, a perfect, perpendicular tangent *in the fourth dimension*, here's my matches of the pure sciences to the social sciences:

Math - Economics, the most theory and the most fundamental of each group ( that's what they claim)
Physics - Psychology, one explains the world and the other explains the world. O_o
Chemistry - Politics, don't you just love predictability?
Biology - Sociology, millions of little cells... eeeeeehe!
Computer science - metaphysics, it's either a 0 or a 1, bitch! And then there's the complicated stuff...

*History, anthropology, philosophy, theology and metaphysics not included.


YES, I cried over some B-list movie! I'll admit it here so I can laugh at myself when I'm 80, after I'm done laughing at my very own 2006 edition of the PERSONAL COMPUTER!


The sensational movie was a remake of the musical Evita, of the same name. The movie told the story of a whore previously mediocre actress and radio announcer turned unconsciously fascist female matriarch First Lady of Argentina Eva Peron, who slept worked her way up to marrying the sexiest man instead of the most powerful man, and then making her husband Juan Peron powerful with propaganda. Honestly, she could of chose a much better country to take over. She ended up running for Vice President and getting herself an apotheosis, although she couldn't finish the job because of cervical cancer (the movie did not mention this for obvious reasons), so instead she ran as chemotherapy candidate instead(it was a newfangled luxury treatment back then!). She got the therapy, although it failed because she worked 22 hours a day for her Eva Peron Charity; the movie only showed her throwing out 100-peso bills at little kids though. So in the end she decided to get her body embalmed instead like Lenin did and display it under a statue of herself bigger than the statue of liberty. In your waxed face Lenin! Too bad her useless husband got kicked out of the country after she died and her coffin ended up stolen. Juan Peron ended up marrying another woman (you bastard), Isabella, and then returning back to Argentina for his presidency. Only to die and get succeeded by... Isabella? This guy just loves getting dominated by his more assertive wives! Isabella found Eva's coffin and brought it back? Wait WHAT?

Wait... I cried over that?

Actually the movie wasn't exactly like that... I just added in all the Wikipedia details when I watched it. Personally I loved the movie because I love competent dictators. Reminds me of the time I used to blindly idolize despots. China just happened to popularize historical dramas starring Chinese dictators when I was a tween who searched for a hero. Good thing Hitler wasn't around.

Who knows, I might even make a parody of Madonna's solo "Don't cry for me Argentina." DOH, the Simpsons beat me to it. O wait, did I cry? The irony! Huh what? Oh yea... MADONNA starred in the movie.

Huh? I'm writing this on Google Chrome? Oh, I mis-clicked and it loaded so fast that I didn't realize that this isn't Firefox.