Tuesday, October 17, 2006


Fictional Men I Love

First and foremost, I love Mr. Darcy. In all his incarnations. (Especially as portrayed by Colin Firth whom I once met and will forever regret not running up and kissing, the jail sentence would have been worth it.)

It is entirely possible that Jane Austin has ruined all men for me. I am constantly comparing the men in my life to Darcy and they always come up short. And it's really not their faults, how could anyone compare to the
best man ever created?

Tall, dark, handsome, elegant, disdainful, wealthy...and an arrogant jerk. Just my type.

As Elizabeth Bennet said: "We are each of an unsocial, taciturn disposition, unwilling to speak unless we expect to say something that will amaze the whole room."

Posted by cessair at 10/17/2006 07:50:00 PM | | Comments | links to this post

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

I absolutely love the following exchange from Sports Night...in fact I'm a bit obsessed with it...I really need to get these DVDs...why do they cancel the witty shows?

Casey McCall: Didn't you used to care about these things?
Dan Rydell: Yes.
Casey McCall: And it wasn't that long ago that you did.
Dan Rydell: No.
Casey McCall: I mean, it was like yesterday.
Dan Rydell: Right.
Casey McCall: Now, when I say "yesterday, " I'm not speaking metaphorically. I mean it was *yesterday*. What happened to your values?
Dan Rydell: I find maintaining them is a lot of work. I take a day off every now and then.
Casey McCall: You take a vacation from doing the right thing?
Dan Rydell: Yeah. I don't loot storefronts or anything, but once in a while, I consider the effort it takes to diligently adhere to a moral compass. I take myself out of the lineup and I rest up for the next game.
Casey McCall: I swear, you could run for Congress and win.

Posted by cessair at 10/10/2006 08:04:00 PM | | Comments | links to this post

Saturday, October 07, 2006

I want to be like Jared from The Pretender.

Then I could try all the things I am interested in without having to make a commitment.

I could be a spy, a heart surgeon, a fighter pilot, a writer, a professor, a spy, a diplomatic courier, a lawyer, a philosopher, a spy...anything at all...

I miss that show...even though just thinking about it makes me insanely jealous.

That's really the only downside to television, it makes you feel bad about you own little life...

Posted by cessair at 10/07/2006 08:43:00 PM | | Comments | links to this post

Saturday, September 30, 2006

I am adding a new feature to my blog...

Why I Hate Dating...
(Part I)

I hate awkwardness!!!!

Most of my problems with dating stem from this simple fact; I can't even stand to watch other people in awkward situations. If something happens in a movie or tv show I turn away from the screen with a grimace.

For example, take any romantic movie where one person is in love with someone who is no in love with them...I cannot watch someone confess their undying love to someone...I don't care if it is supposed to be funny, I cringe and look away. And I have no idea why, I'm not a sappy or sensitive person, but awkward situations really get to me.

Lets face it, dating is generally a fairly awkward endeavor, at least in the early stages. You're always wondering what to say or do...and what the other person is going to say or do...and later replaying conversations and thinking, why on earth did I say or do that?? And I worry that spectators are watching the dates and thinking, they look awkward together, must be a new couple.

(I blame Seinfeld for that particular phobia.)

I just want to skip past the awkwardness somehow...you know those village matchmakers that apparently used to set up your whole life for you in advance? Some days that seems like a very good system...

Posted by cessair at 9/30/2006 09:06:00 PM | | Comments | links to this post

Thursday, September 14, 2006

“Thinking he knows can be a trap. An ex-professor once told him he had a diamond hard intellect and he’d been flattered at the time. Now he considers the nature of diamonds. Although sharp and glittering and useful for cutting glass, they shine with reflected light only. They’re no use at all in the dark.”
(Margaret Atwood-The Blind Assassin)

I worry about that sometimes…that I’m not really as smart as people think I am. For all the test scores and trivia knowledge, have I ever had a truly original thought? I love books of quotations, is this not a sign of mental weakness? I can’t think for myself so I seek the wisdom of others?

So much of my personality is bound up in being, “the smart one”. It was only later in life that I gained enough confidence in myself as a person to ever be called the pretty one. I remember the first time someone treated me like a bimbo and told me not to worry my pretty little head about it. I was flattered.

Am I really intelligent or am I just a good mimic?

Posted by cessair at 9/14/2006 05:33:00 PM | | Comments | links to this post

Thursday, September 07, 2006

Japan should not renounce the Murayama statement, thereby rescinding their official apology for their actions in WWII.

I realize that it may be a strain on a country to constantly feel guilt over issues of the past, and in some ways its natural to move on...but I don't think they should go so far as "take back" the historic apology.

I feel like Germany handled war guilt and the reconstruction of the national psyche in a healthier manner than the Japanese.

Posted by cessair at 9/07/2006 07:14:00 PM | | Comments | links to this post

Saturday, September 02, 2006

My mood today:

"Sometimes I wonder about my life. I lead a small life. Well, not small, but circumscribed. And sometimes I wonder, do I do it because I like it, or because I haven't been brave? So much of what I see reminds me of something I read in a book, when shouldn't it be the other way around? I don't really want an answer. I just want to send this cosmic question out into the void. So good night, dear void. "

And yes I know that it is from a really lame movie...so sue me...

Posted by cessair at 9/02/2006 05:39:00 PM | | Comments | links to this post