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So if this has already been brought up, I apologize, but I haven’t been here in a while. But the idea that the Jedi were supposed to be celibate in the OT is rather difficult to swallow because, um, well, Luke exists. And, yet, the fact that he is the son of a revered Jedi is never given a second’s thought or mention. Now, if I didn’t know much about, say, my mother, only for someone she knew to reveal to me that she was a nun, I’d probably have a few questions about that. I mean, sure, it’s not IMPOSSIBLE for my mother to have been a nun at some point in her life, but it would still probably turn my head a bit and cause me to ask for some details as to how I came into being.

And then, of course, you have Luke himself, whose main motivation is to become a Jedi, and while that motivation (and some last-minute, ham-fisted writing) ultimately trumps any romantic concerns… he totally has the hots for Princess Leia! And once again, no one ever says, “Hey, you know, Luke. Jedi aren’t supposed to be into that.”

And speaking of last-minute, ham-fisted writing, there is also the annoying idea that Force-sensitivity is hereditary. But if we are to accept that, then requiring Jedi to be celibate is an absolutely ridiculous, self-defeating idea. It’s almost like they WANTED to die out!

So while I don’t necessarily have a problem with an order of monastic, celibate warriors, it’s clear that it was a concept invented to give Anakin something to angst over.

Finally… eh, for what it’s worth, I really don’t mind the line about sand. Not really.

Um… I got the Target one. I don’t really like the packaging. I hope the extra interviews make up for it.

Oh, crap. I’m in the wrong thread. This is about titles. Oops.

Thank you!  Well, I didn't really have to (although my job was intimating it was getting too long).  It had always been more of a temporary experiment, and I never planned to keep it forever, so I just figured it was time for a change.  If I get a chance, I'm sure I'll grow it back at some point.

Also, bikini season is here, and I just wasn't sure I could pull both of them off together.  8-)

Wow.  I haven't updated this in a while.  Aside from the awesome, awesome twister111, I got the impression this wasn't much of a Dragon Ball crowd.  But maybe you'll like this:

The Facts of Life/Star Trek III Conspiracy!

Bask in the glory of my beard!

Well, I'm a little late to this thread, but I'm in the middle of watching Twin Peaks right now, so I'm glad this got revived so I can contribute to it.

Granted, while I say I'm watching it right now... what I really mean is that I was hooked for a while, got a few episodes past the part where the Laura Palmer murder is solved, and then I got bored and lost interest.  Hopefully I'll come back to it soon.  But up until that point, this show was really hooking me like no other.  I've never had a show make me feel so simultaneously amused and ashamed of myself for being amused than the funeral scene where Leland throws himself on the casket.

Also:  "This must be where pies go when they die."  Love that line.

I have a thread?

Ulp... there I go, taking the bait.

Thanks to Frink for linking me to this.  It was a bit surreal to read this as I have no memory of ever having engaged in this discussion.  It was surreal and a bit fascinating.  I certainly remember those plans.  I don't remember ever talking to financial aid about what being married would do to my ability to have college paid for me.

Wow.  What it was like to be young and in love.  ^_^

So, wow.  Pretty much exactly nine years since I posted in this thread.  I'm just shy of 29 now, and that relationship ended when I was just shy of 23.  We were still talking about getting married.  She landed an internship at Disney World.  She left for Florida the day before Obama was inaugurated.  Three weeks later, she stopped returning my calls.  A few days later she did... to break up with me. I later found out she'd met someone she worked with and married him two months later.  They have a kid now.  When the years passed, and we became halfway civil, she sent me a picture.  He looks cute.  The kid, that is, not the guy she left me for.

I was devastated at the time.  It sounds pathetic, but it literally took me years to get over that.  I suffered from extremely severe depression that I now, thankfully, have under control.  It really felt like my life had ended.  But looking back on it now, after nearly six years, it feels like that's when my adult life really began.  I've figured out so much more about myself and become much more comfortable and sure of who I am.  And what's funny about reading the above posts is just how much my priorities and ideologies have changed.  Nowadays, I really wish I had spent my time in college actually living it.  I wish I had focused more on those opportunities, cultivating those friendships, improving myself.  Instead, I focused on a long-distance relationship that ultimately crashed and burned.  Don't get me wrong.  I have very fond memories from that relationship... memories that I am finally able to look back on fondly rather than with pain.  And while I've dated and been in relationships since then, I admit that I've never again loved as deeply and as freely as I did then.  But I've recently started dating someone new, so who knows?  Maybe that won't always be the case.

So to answer the question:  No, we didn't get married.  Well, she did... just not to me.  ;-)

EDIT:  Haha, looking through this thread, my fate seems rather similar to Invader Jenny's:

Invader Jenny said:

I really, really want to get married, but Mr. Right just hasn't shown up yet. I thought that the last man I dated and was in love with was really going to be the one, but he decided he was going to leave me and marry someone else...and not tell me.

Maybe if you could link me to the reference it would solve the debate.  ^_^

All these years on these boards, and yet I never watched this documentary until last night.  And then while watching, I noticed this:

I'm so flipping famous!  I am so glad I've frequented these boards for so long, and I'm glad I finally got to see what Jay looks like.

That was actually Stephanie's (the middle girl's) bear with the ever-creative name of "Mr. Bear".

It's something as stupid and pointless as a debate in a message board, but it pisses me off to no end when someone decides to take one minor thing I said out of context, twist it, and then try to argue with me over it.  Basically, someone took a fact I had presented and then spat it back out to me as a value judgment.  I know that doesn't make any sense, and I really don't want to have to get into the facts of the fandom that no one here knows or cares about, so it's basically the equivalent of me saying,

"Actually, you're wrong.  That painting is not blue."

Only for the other guy to show up and go, "Well, what do you have against blue?"

"Um... nothing.  I was just stating the fact that this particular painting isn't blue."

"Yeah, but things are perfectly justified in being blue.  And blue is a great color."

"Good for it.  I'm not arguing against that."

"So then why do you hate blue so much?"

"I NEVER SAID THAT!  I NEVER MADE THAT ARGUMENT.  WHAT MAKES YOU THINK I SAID THAT?  WOULD YOU LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE, YOU STUPID C*NT NUGGET?!"

"Okay, but you're not really being clear here.  Nobody understands what you're saying."

Aaaaaaah!  I feel like some asshole trapped me in a Chewbacca Defense!  And that infuriates me!

skyjedi2005 said:

Am i the only one who hates the terms youngling, padawan etc.

Nope.  They're painfully stupid-sounding words.  I still vividly remember laughing hysterically in the theatres during ROTS when characters like Obi-Wan and Padme were saying, "He killed... Younglings!"  I'm sorry.  I just can't take that seriously, and it looked like it was nearly impossible for the actors as well.

TheBoost said:

After subs discovered the wreck of Titanic in 86 America went a little sub-crazy.

So... slightly less than full-on crazy?

twister111 said:

The desire to have movies(also tv shows) with 9 in the title for the year 2009.
9/Nine/District 9/General Orders No. 9/ Loose Change 9/11: An American Coup/9 Months 9 Days/Prime 9(tv show)/9 muses/In Her Skin(a.k.a. How to change in 9 weeks)/Girl Number 9(tv show)/9 to 9(short)/The Nashville 9(short)/9mm(short)

 Star Trek:  Deep Space Nine!

Oh... wait...

Hmm?  The last PM I have from you is from well over a year ago.

As usual, I am still ignoring nobody.

Biff Tannen and xhonzi have me on their ignore list.

I really need to watch Inception...

Oh, my God.  I think I just spent an hour catching up on posts from this thread from around March-April.  Don't get me wrong.  It was very entertaining and infuriating.  That's the problem, though.  There were so many things I felt very strongly I needed to reply to, but then I remembered that they were several months old, and it would be rather stupid to do so.

EDIT:  Also, it was nice to see Bingowings mention me a few times, even if it was to worry about where I was.  Good to know I wasn't forgotten in my absence.  But I should clarify I didn't disappear because of any perceived criticism about my clothing choices or gender identity, so fear not.  :-)

Oh, yeah.  I'd forgotten I'd seen that posted on facebook.  I'm surprised no one else has commented on this.  No love for T'Pring?  Eh, then again, she was kind of a gold-digger bitch... or at least the Vulcan equivalent of one. =P

Weird.  Pop in here to see this on the night I'm attempting to make myself a bootable USB drive for my broken computer.

But, yeah, I got things to bitch about!  You'd better believe it!

I'd been pestering my superiors for months to get more video experience because that's where my background and interest lies, so, to my great delight, they made me the primary video board operator for our upcoming Christmas shows, for which we are now in rehearsal.  Only problem is is that it meant I had to be trained by my ex-girlfriend who had been in charge of creating the video slides and had run the video last year.  I figured it would come down to this and was prepared because, in some cruel twist of irony, she managed to set herself up as our theatre's video guru despite the fact that, when we were together, she wasn't even capable of hooking up the Blu-ray player to the TV without my help, and now I was having to accept her instruction on how to operate a video board!

And the worst part was... we were actually nice to each other.  It's honestly the most communication we've had in over a year despite the fact that we work closely with each other nearly every day.  Part of me thinks it would have been easier to deal with her if she'd been the same bossy bitch she usually is and has a reputation of being at work.  It's much easier to get through my day if I can just continue to hate her because the alternative is... missing her.  And having a civil, pleasant time locked in show control together made that happen, to my disgust.  And it made me wonder, "Hmm, maybe we CAN be friends and not constantly want to kill each other."  But then every time I would think that, I would remember that this is the same person who has tried to get me in trouble at work for no reason, who has refused to deal with monetary issues like a mature adult, who left the future of our relationship up in the air for two months while parading around her soon-to-be-boyfriend in my face, and who, when we were together, constantly beat down my self-esteem and convinced me that I was incapable of ever doing anything right.  And, of course, every time I think that, I also remember her parting words on the subject, when she dumped me.  Her oh-so-gracious offer:  "We can still be friends... but not close friends," she quickly amended.  So in light of such empty words, I keep coming back around to, "Why would I want to be friends with someone like that?"  So, suffice it to say, I've been on an emotional roller coaster.  And it certainly doesn't help that all of our break-up stuff was happening this time last year, so I can feel it in the air, if that makes any sense.

Suffice it to say, it was a very draining day.  Despite the fact that I'm used to doing relatively heavy labor every day, only to find myself yesterday watching her push buttons (and not for very long), I was exhausted when I got home and went to bed by 10:30.

Bleh.

Oh, well, on the bright side, at least I'm getting the job I want.

At the moment, I hate the fact that my computer crashed due to a adfkjaeifauwiefake!!! Windows update, but since I bought the computer used, I don't have access to the Windows install or repair discs to fix the problem, and even if I did, my optical drive doesn't work.  Sigh.  Computers and I don't get along very well...

Captain's Log, Stardate 1987.2.  The crew of the Airship Enterprise and I have been given our most difficult assignment yet.  It seems I must... kill... Bones.

Hmm.  Don't think the art is that bad, but McCoy saying "it's" instead of "its" and referring to "Admiral" Kirk as "Captain" seems pretty lazy.

Louise Fletcher?  Don't you mean Bibi Besch?

Bingowings said:

That is obviously not a space nurse BTW.

Thankfully, no.  That would take out half the fun!

Why are you tasting urine...?