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rocky and a heartfelt apology
2006-12-29 : 7:29 pm

Okay, I can't hide it.

Ken and I just went to see Rocky Balboa and I got SO INTO IT!!! I've never seen any of the Rocky's, I was never interested, but I saw in a preview that they got the casting right for this one (I've always ALWAYS said that Jesse/Peter Petrelli should play Sylvester Stallone's son and somebody apparently agrees with me) and I just had to see it. So we went.

First off, I am uber impressed with Stallone himself. He played Everyman better than I've ever seen. I just love that character. I saw him do and say things as Rocky that I've seen countless times in real life but have never seen in a movie. It was cool.

Second, the fight really got to me. I actually found myself thinking "Go Rocky!!! Go! Go! Go!" then having to realize that it was actually just a movie.

Third, the fight scene made me realize again why I wanted to be an editor.

OK so given all the wonderful things I have to say about this movie, I'm not saying it was all that incredible. It was good, but I think I just got kind of carried away by the theme song.

On the way back home I ran with my arms raised in fists singing in a really high pitched voice "GETTING STRONG NOW!" My plan was to climb the two flights to Ken's apartment and then jump up and down at the top, but I tripped on the way up and made myself look unintentionally like an idiot. That and I was a bit winded. Yeah, I need to work out. Just like ROCKY.

GETTING STRONG NOW!!!

Okay. There is something I've been avoiding out of shame and embarrassment, but I can't hide from it any longer. I'm only human, people.

I REALLY REALLY REALLY want Smed's Holiday Mix.

It's just that Smed sent me five AMAZING mixes last Spring (I mean it, AMAZING mixes) and while I listen to them a lot, I haven't ever been able to write about them, and what's EVEN WORSE is that I haven't reciprocated. And I feel like I've let the dude down a little bit, and that I don't deserve the Smed Holiday Mix.

However, I have never been one to NOT ask for something I want just because I don't deserve it, so here it is, Smedington... My plea to you.

Pleeeeaaaaase, oh, pllleeeeeeeeeaaaaaassssssseeeeeee may I have a copy of your Sweet Ayuss Holiday Mix? PUH- LEEEEEEAAASSEEEE?!???

In my defense I have to tell you the reason, Dear Smeddude, that I have not yet sent mixes back to you.

Ahem. Um, you are like, the GOD OF ALL THAT IS MUSICAL and so how am I EVER supposed to send you a mix of anything NEW to you? Anything that could ever be interesting or novel? I'm serious, my man. You are the very definition of Intimidation in the face of mixmaking. I am being 100% honest here, I have tried to make setlists for you. If you could see my iTunes playlists, THREE of them have Smed in the title. There's "Smed," "Smedfun" and "Smed 5 (the rest)." The reason why there's no Smed 3 or Smed 4 is because I accidentally one day dragged and dropped them into another playlist somewhere. That just made me feel more discouraged. Anyway, I was working on them all right after I received your awesome mixes (My favorite was "Golden Oldies for a Golden Girl") but then I got really busy with the summer (a full time job, a part-full time job and a full classload, PLUS the birth of a new relationship which JUST MAY be my last {think of you and Liz, my friend... just think of you and Liz...}) and then life just kind of carried me away and I didn't ever finish, burn or send them. Actually, no, I did burn a couple at one point, but I got nervous and wanted to make changes, so I never sent them. Also, I wrote on the covers when I was drunk at a party, then the next day realized there are chilluns at la casa de Smed, so I didn't want the drunk ramblings of a child-free Jenny to be hanging out in your G rated house.

So, you know... no excuses, but there it is. I suck, you are a god. I am dirt, you are the sun. I am ugly, you are incredibly good-looking. Sometimes I'm late on my bill payments, you are the picture of financial responsibility.

I do, so genuinely, apologize.

Sigh, sigh... quiver, quiver...

GETTING STRONG NOW!!!