Dubbed Italian + Secret Videotapes.

movie: the libertine.
status: movie store raid, night with michael.
plot: a sex comedy about mimi, catherine spaak, a young widow who discovers that her recently deceased husband kept a secret apartment for his kinky desires. she decides to use the apartment for herself.

last night we watched 'the libertine', commonly mistaken for 'the libertine' with johnny depp. which i know i've seen but can't remember it. the number of movies that i rent, fall asleep watching and return without watching is ridiculous. although i am getting better. this one kept me up all night!

the actress is stunning. one of those, looks-good-all-the-time-no-matter-what type. she frighteningly resembles an early 90's britney spears actually. the film was milder than i expected at first, but totally cute and suggestive. i wanted to listen in italian, but it's dubbed in english, although i did notice that it looks like the italian actors are, in fact, speaking english, but maybe they're accents were really bad.

"bo."

Sparkled Streets + Impossible Feats.

We love to hate facebook.
Coincidently, looking back on a plethora of facebook status updates, I have been able to recap my year so far. Basically becoming the skeleton of my journal/diary/blog to be.

A year in review.
Enjoy!


Trixie is getting away from this town.
Trixie is 14 more hours!
Trixie is breaking up with Calgary.
Trixie loves synonyms.
Trixie is gone.
Trixie is seriously missing her man. xx.
Trixie is a whine-o.
Trixie will combat, baby.
Trixie needs a place to go and hear good music.
Trixie is cuddling with Solo.
Trixie got a fancy apartment. Eeee!
Trixie is excitededed.
Trixie misses her other half.
Trixie is finding a balance between happies and sads.
Trixie is a moth that just wants to share your light.
Trixie wants Michael.
Trixie thinks "Ok, enough's enough."
Trixie gots jobs. Yay.
Trixie are lol'ing at lolcats.
Trixie thinks its lovely to see you.
Trixie says" "mmmeeOw."
Trixie gets to see her love so soons!!!
Trixie eeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
Trixie thinks pace is the trick.
Trixie lives vicariously through her own ideas.
Trixie is a fool for ya.
Trixie thinks old school episodes of late nite law + order is good law + order.
Trixie spends her wage on rock n' roll.
Trixie gotta get me back own to street level.
Trixie is floating upon this surface for the birds.
Trixie can't take her eyes off of you.
Trixie is sitting at Union Pacific, stealing their internets.
Trixie is meditating.
Trixie is hearting tea.
Trixie wishes everything was exactly how it seemed.
Trixie is along in this story's pages.
Trixie is a fruit salad.
Trixie is draggin around on your coat.
Trixie is going to blog you.
Trixie is gunna rest her chemistry.
Trixie is arranged in three kinds of yes.
Trixie is like a small drop of ink in a glass of water.
Trixie saved $445 dollards on a $485 console today and is quite excited about that.
Trixie is catching ideas, thanks to David Lynch.
Trixie meditating, again.
Trixie is taking full breaths inward and exhaling all that stale air.
Trixie is bucky done gun.
Trixie is observating.
Trixie is being timed.
Trixie is going to see Radiohead!! Yays!
Trixie is aware that she doesn't like broccoli no matter how much she pays by weight for it.
Trixie is melancholy and mangoes.
Trixie is following the footsteps of a rag doll dance.
Trixie is pinenuts + mesclun greens.
Trixie U+0950
Trixie is Om.
Trixie is urbaning.
Trixie is a nonsensical oxymoron.
Trixie is un-alphetical.
Trixie is sun drunk.
Trixie is sad about M+M's.
Trixie mostly likes the girls that wear cardigans.
Trixie is waist deep in old old family photographs.
Trixie is so tired of the same old, same old.
Trixie bhujangasana.
Trixie is at the libary.
Trixie is at the yoga studio.
Trixie is a fancy ziuccia! times 6!
Trixie is Edith Piaf.
Trixie uses wings, to catch the wind flow.
Trixie is enjoying a delicious blueberry muffin.
Trixie is let down and hanging around.
Trixie is disciplined and has officially started yoga everyday and a cleanse.
Trixie is in love with steamed asparaguses. Dont tell Michael.
Trixie is catching the big fish.
Trixie is floating like a cannonball.
Trixie got charcoal eyes and Monroe hips.
Trixie is a flower with a thousand petals.
Trixie is on your side when nobody is, cause nobody is.
Trixie is out of focus.
Trixie is playing dodgeball.
Trixie invisible.,`'"
Trixie is keeping her eyes open:.
Trixie loves every square and cubic inch of you.
Trixie is cool chilling.
Trixie is watching the feet for cracks in the pavement.
Trixie hoping to rock the tattoo fund for birthday gifts.
Trixie has wrinkly elbows and is comfortable in black.
Trixie made some thrifty purchases today, and doesn't even feel a little bit guilty about it.
Trixie is at Lucky. Neato.
Trixie is going to Smiths. Screw the 90's.
Trixie is deciding to stay, cause the Backstreet Boys are irresistible.
Trixie has a beachover.
Trixie is on-call for dodgeball.
Trixie is spring cleaning her head.
Trixie is running a blender in a lightning storm.
Trixie is having a Halloween themed birthday party tomorrow night, any takers?
Trixie is watching Emily Braden and is totally amazed.
Trixie has a pretty serious crush on sushi.
Trixie says: "Oh my!" and is a happy little kitten today. Thanks for all the loves. Meow.
Trixie will cry if she wants to.
Trixie is wearing a white shirt in the rain! Oh great.
Trixie looks like a sugar and a plum.
Trixie is sparkled streets and impossible feats.
Trixie has fancy friends.
Trixie wanders through a park, perilously close to the edge of an ornamental lake.
Trixie is heading to Vaudeville and thinks you should join her.
Trixie is enjoying sushi....again.
Trixie failed.
Trixie can only eat cantaloupe at certain times.
Trixie is writing a song for the optimists.
Trixie is eating bouillabaisse in the sun.
Trixie asks for the sea.
Trixie is a self portrait.
Trixie is grateful for a variety of black clothes to wear.
Trixie is counting duckets.
Trixie likes the sound of fireworks.
Trixie is pretty excited!
Trixie thought Feist was pretty cute.
Trixie is more than mildly content.
Trixie just wanted you to know that it's half price wine by the glass at Canoe. Just so you know.
Trixie is beach bound and enjoying blueberry soup with Leah.
Trixie wants to grow up to be... be a debaser.
Trixie has hips like Cinderella.
Trixie has a migraine. Oh Joy.
Trixie has a pretty brain. (Apparently)
Trixie is pretty in love with her fellow.
Trixie is listening to the Pussycat Dolls with Auntie Rose. Yay guilty pleasures.
Trixie's one and only subject goes from something like anything but me-ism.
Trixie is unusual.
Trixie is watching reflections of the world go by.
Trixie is playing with Michael's fancy new iPhone.
Trixie is the only way to be.
Trixie says hello, you fool, I love you.
Trixie thinks if you don't, she will.
Trixie is shaking her little brain.
Trixie, in the spring, will dust off her lute, stuff her suitcase full of blues, and stir the dust underneath the thrust of her clicking heels.
Trixie's word are drawn from my lips with a number 2 pencil.
Trixie is going to Radiohead! Maybe twice!
Trixie is de-lovely.
Trixie is the hugest idiot, ever.
Trixie is having van, in Van.
Trixie is going to see Mr. Yorke and is quite excited.
Trixie is switching switches and pulling pullies.
Trixie is your slice of life.
Trixie is slow dancing at the dollar store.
Trixie is making cool tops out of old band tshirts.
Trixie has set all her false alarms.
Trixie wonders is she could possibly have too much sushi.
Trixie knows pretty much everything.
Trixie is reading a Vipassana Meditation book at Luciano's.
Trixie walked into the party, like she was walking onto a yacht.
Trixie taking the time to remember.

Trixie cant believe how many ridiculous facebook application invites she just deleted. seriously.
Trixie is deleting facebook peoples that dont facebook her.

Trixie needs a model. right now.
Trixie misses dodgeball.
Trixie got a postcard today!!

Trixie is karaoke-ing.
Trixie is coffee and small talk.
Trixie is enjoying raw food and rooftops.
Trixie might be singing salt n' pepa at karaoke.
Trixie is hanging out with Reidar and Ruby.
Trixie is Metropolitan and bag lunches.
Trixie is down at street level.
Trixie is high heels and photographs.
Trixie is psychobilly and salsa.
Trixie is half price wine by the glass!
Trixie is nidra and dodgeball.
Trixie is tickets and chances.
Trixie is sashimi and libraries.
Trixie is leather handbags and life preservers.
Trixie is dancing the black waltz.
Trixie is the 90's song lyrics.
Trixie is the 90's.
Trixie is roof leaks and hoodies.
Trixie is stoked for Halloween.
Trixie is feeling not hot.
Trixie is a salmon sashimi.
Trixie is one small atomic bomb.
Trixie is laundry and Batman.
Trixie is checking her palms for cracks in the pavement.
Trixie would love a delicious sandwich right now.
Trixie is enjoying a delicioius dulce, avocado and sprout sandwich.
Trixie is a plus one.
Trixie is homesick.
Trixie is at a punkrock show.
Trixie needs another job...
Trixie is a descendant of James Bond.
Trixie is eating breakfast.
Trixie 0---.
Trixie shouldn't leave her facebook logged in at Brandon's house.
Trixie in hungry in duncan.
Trixie is yoga'ing.
Trixie is DB4L.
Trixie is hungries.
Trixie is breathing.
Trixie Would like everyone who reads this and loves me to send me their contact info. I may or may not have broken my blackberry and not backed it up... Ever.
Trixie thinks a bicycle can't stand on its own because it is two tired.
Trixie needs thimbles.
Trixie needs creative outlets.
Trixie wants to get edumacated.
Trixie is scheming.
Trixie is researching.
Trixie is stealing internets.
Trixie may be on A Channel News at 11pm tonite.
Trixie is Chiquita Banana.
Trixie is eating delicious lentil'y mush.
Trixie is oops.
Trixie would like you to send me a postcard.
Trixie is let down and hanging around.
Trixie is patiently awaiting homemade lasagna.
Trixie quite enjoys halloween.
Trixie needs work.
Trixie thinks it's really cute that Michael is whistling Portishead in the shower. (Aw)
Trixie is yay dodgeball!
Trixie is going to Smiths.
Trixie has already left Smiths, is not rested and working at the Yoga Studio.
Trixie wants to go to breakfast with Joseph + Solange.
Trixie is dodgy.
Trixie is ch-ch-chia.
Trixie had a delicious breakfast with JoJo + SoSo.
Trixie thinks life is a cabaret old chum, so come to the cabaret!
Trixie is in Vancouvers.
Trixie is dorking out at an internet cafe in a strange town.
Trixie is quite cold.
Trixie is cybering.
Trixie is looking for friends in vancouver.
Trixie is getting homesickness.
Trixie would really enjoy a nice car ride to the ferry.
Trixie is home.
Trixie is going to be homeless.
Trixie wishes wild, white horses, would come and take me away.
Trixie is dancing the Black Waltz, dear Paris.
Trixie rhymes with orange.
Trixie needs dodgeball candidates for tonite.
Trixie can laugh, her spineless laugh.
Trixie knows today has been the most perfect day I've ever seen.
Trixie is creepin' and crawlin', yiggee yes y'allin, snoop doggy doggin'.
Trixie thinks Michael should get Facebook.
Trixie is looking for a fancy job.
Trixie got a crib wit a studio and it's all full of tracks, to add to the wall full of plaques.
Trixie is Ohhhkaaayyyyyy.
Trixie is un-integrating.
Trixie is reading a book.
Trixie is all Trixie, all the time.
Trixie's heart is a strange little orange to peel.
Trixie is your new BFF.
Trixie wants to paint it black.
Trixie is feeling grinchy.
Trixie is jealous of Jonathan Glazer.
Trixie is packed life sardines in a crushed tin box.
Trixie is stoked on having 8.7 hrs of Radiohead to listen to.
Trixie is not a fan of Bell Mobility.
Trixie is a blog.