And then being the movie whore that I am, after the geisha I went to see The Chronicles of Riddick.

You know, it wasn't that bad. Judi Dench was an elemental, which I thought was really cool. I'd always wondered about elementals, and what they were about. And the scifi story line was kind of interesting as well, and I wished they'd gotten more into that. Supposedly there's a prequel to this movie which now I'm dying to see called "Pitch Black".

This is one movie where getting or renting the DVD would probably be worthwhile just because the DVD might explain the scifi stuff.

And yes, there is something about that Vin Diesel guy that is rather riveting to watch. Not quite sure why, although I'm thinking I might have been brainwashed by subliminal messages that flashed during "Triple X" because all I wanted to do during that movie was dive into the screen and get my freak on with the Vin-ness himself.

This is such a spooky, spooky thought because honestly Mr. Diesel is really not that physicaly attractive, from an aesthetic point of view. He's more like totally animal magnetism attractive, but not physically beautiful attractive.

But hey, all those sublimal messages must have worked because I plunked down $8 to see that man again and found him maddeningly attractive even though he didn't have the gorgeous tats he had in "Triple X". He had the best tats!

Then on Saturday I went to the Asian Art Museum and took a look at the Geisha exhibit. There were beautiful paintings, woodblock prints, and stunning embroidered kimonos.

When I was in highschool I thought it might be fun to be a geisha, you know, doing the whole subservient, master lave thing. But who knew you had to wear that awful kabuki painted white face makeup and sing those traditional classic japanese songs. YIKES! I just liked their kimonos, their getas and all those sticks in their hairs.

And no, Madame Butterfly is so not my favourite opera. How maudlin is it to commit harakiri for some guy?

I've been on a movie binge lately. I was off movies for awhile as I started getting depressed during movies for no reasons. This happened when I was looking for a new job.

I felt for sure there were hostile forces, rakshasas for the hindu minded, hanging out in the movie theatres waiting to enter my consciousness and make me even more depressed. But now that I'm three months into my job, I'm much stronger and less vulnerable to attack and I can watch movies in theatres again. I stopped renting movies too around that time, just because they seemed to be such a distraction to my life.

So on Friday, I rented and watched the movie Enigma. It really wasn't the best movie, and I only rented because it starred Kate Winslett and Dougray Scott, the prince from "Ever After" and the villian from "Mission Impossible 2". Much to my surprise Tom Stoppard, a playwright whom I dearly love wrote the play, which is astonishing because this really wasn't a very good script.

I mean, it wasn't the worst movie I've seen in my life but I wouldn't even recommned it as a renter unless you're a Dougray Scott fan and you have to absolutely see everything he's in.

My savings plans is humming along. I opened up a money market account the other day. It pays more interest than a regular savings account, although the rates these days still suck!

I'm still trying to save 10% of my net income every month. It's hard as heck, but I like having lots of money in the bank. It's a good feeling.