the upsetting loss of the canucks in game seven has been counterbalanced by the two As i received on my term papers. hallelujah!

in other news, my dad has just made a new purchase to add to our collection of nifty-things-we-shouldn’t-even-be-buying-because-we-can’t-afford-them-right-now. we currently have in our possession a dvd-writer. this has forced my mom to ask (i.e., accost) everyone in our extended family for a list of their dvds that she can potentially copy. i honestly prefer authentic dvds, not because i’m a moral citizen but because i’m a snob.

i’m still waiting on alan’s kill bill: vol. 1 dvd which is being passed around his own family members at the moment. i have yet to actually see the movie that everyone seems to love. i just have this thing against quentin tarantino that i can’t put my finger on. every interview i see him on he looks like a drunken idiot, and i guess i just can’t imagine that someone with the same eccentric features of my father can really create “cinematic genius”. my dad’s cinematic résumé includes blurry home videos in which i can only see people’s feet and which make me want to puke from motion sickness. who knows? maybe that’s the “in” thing nowaday. crazy youngsters.