January 21, 2006

  •   So I was looking through the deleted scenes for the Serenity movie, and I noticed that there was a pretty long scene where Inara talks to some random lady at her temple/school.  This lady is not seen anywhere else in the movie.  It had me wondering... if you act for a movie, but your only scene is deleted, does it still count?  You'd be telling your friends "no really, I was in the movie, I swear!  Well technically they cut my scene from the movie... but I had like, six or seven lines!  My character was badass!  Just buy the DVD and find the deleted scenes to see for yourself."  Sad, really.


      Life is still happy and relatively uninteresting.  My Friday workday was unusual, though - spent the entire afternoon deep-cleaning the lab.  Half of the wastes and random glassware/lab equipment we ("we" being the relatively new people in the lab) took care of were from grad students that weren't even working in the lab anymore.  Imagine deep-cleaning your refrigerator after a year or so of neglect (I do this roughly once a year) but imagine that your refrigerator is about the size of your apartment, and full of festering chemical and biological wastes.  Yum.


      Apparently MySpace is the new big thing.  Whatever.  I joined a while back with Christine to find cool friends in the Seattle area.  That didn't work... but I ended up finding all my old friends from high-school and college - or they found me, I should say.  (I never made a single friend-request on MySpace, and now I have 25 friends in my list.  Admittedly, one of the "friends" is Tom, that guy who comes with MySpace when you sign up - kinda like the generic picture that comes with the picture frame.  On a related note, I should make an online friends site and include myself in everyone's friends list by default... instant "comes with the picture frame" style popularity.  "Brandon Kier: your generic default friend.")


      I'm proud - I made chocolate mousse all by myself.  It's a rich honey coconut mousse, and it's extra-dense because I didn't whip the cream enough.  (Heh heh... whipppped.  Heh.  Okay, sorry, that was a Beavis & Butthead moment there.)  Anyway, Christine will still like it.  It's our 9 month anniversary today.  Craziness.