Talk about a pigeon hole...

So my Netflix is getting progressively "smarter" at telling me what movies I will like and which I won't. To the point where it no longer shows me how many stars a movie got on average, but how many stars it "thinks" I will give it based on my taste. Is that crazy? I think so.

Now it is showing me suggested genres. It started as the basics: sci/fi, romantic comedies, drama, etc. Now it is getting a little more specific - as in "Cerebral Military Movies based on real life". Apparently I like these. I'm unclear here why the first 3 words are in caps and the rest aren't. I evidently also like "Romantic British Movies Featuring a Strong Female Lead". Perhaps this genre is fully capitalized to not offend the Strong Females. Maybe Netflix heard about my tire....

time written

apparently these are posted in Pacific time? b/c its 4:23 here. Or else I'm in a time warp.

I am woman, hear me roar...

Today I successfully changed a tire all by myself! It took approximately 1 hour, and I got really dirty and really sweaty, but felt totally bad-ass.

The mystery flat was pointed out by 2 of my roommates. Don't know what happened, I returned from Terminator Salvation midnight show on Wednesday, and Thursday morning the back tire was a little puddle :( So today I gathered my courage and energy, and got a great tip about greasing up those bolts with oil (Thanks Marta!) and went for it.

It was really hard to get those bolts off, but I ended up jumping up and down on the lever-thing until they gave. The rest was easy, but I had to sit and watch an hour of Animal Cops: Houston to recover. Then take a shower. And my fingers are still pretty dirty.

So now what? Its all downhill from here....

Ground Control to Major Tom

So, I have been told that I need to feel that people are "witnessing my life". Which makes it sound like a crime... I don't think that's actually the real phrase so I shouldn't have put it in quotes but whatever. Hence, this blog. I can have the illusion that someone out there is hanging on my every word.

I hope this is easier than gmail, which I am STILL trying to figure out one year into it. And now for my first post about actual stuff.

Oh and credit to Jorge Garcia for his awesome blog (dispatchesfromtheisland.blogspot.com)that pushed me over the edge. And to the remarkable Pat McL. who informed me of such a wonder.