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I have recently added a bunch of "celebrity gossip" blogs to Bloglines. Mostly, they suck. I need to remember which ones are the good ones. There is one that has a ton of trailers, as soon as they come out they tell you about them. I love trailers, I'd go to the movies just to watch trailers for two hours. So obviously I'm really enjoying this new information. Two I like that I've recently seen that I suggest you also watch are are Mirror Mask which is really weird and trippy. It's from a Neil Gaiman story or graphic novel or something. He's involved some how. The other is Mysterious Skin. It has the kid from 3rd Rock from the Sun, and both the movie and him are getting good reviews. Besides the cooler weather, awesome holidays, great colors, and the fun back-to-school feel, I love the fall because good movies start to come out again. Here are two we can look forward to.

In other news, you all know that I'm trying to get pregnant. No big news there unfortunately (but this month it'll happen I just know it!), but I was reading a blog that totally freaked me out. Snazzykat, also a Bostonite who married her high school sweetheart, just found out she is pregnant, and although I believe this was planned, she is having a hard time dealing with it. If you read the comments, it sounds like a lot of other women have had a similar experience. This rather freaked me out. I know that being pregnant isn't all fun and games, being able to eat what you want all the time and everyone being really nice to you. But at the same time, I just assumed it'd be a totally happy experience. I'd just be glowing and on cloud 9 for 9 (really 10) months. Depression has never factored into my ideal world of being pregnant. My mother has always told me that being pregnant is a full body experience, affecting everything, not just your stomach region. But I never thought of the brain being included in that. I'm certainly not saying that this will happen to me, but I'm really glad that Snazzykat had the guts to bring this up. There is so much misconception about pregnancy and fertility in our culture it's shocking (like really really shocking), and I'd rather hear the truth of it, even if it means that I am not going to like what is happening or could happen.

I recently found out that someone that I used to think was this super cool guy that the world flocked to is, in my opinion, a bit more of a dork than I first realized. Not that there's anything wrong with that. Many of us have our dorky qualities. But boy has my world been flipped upside down. This guy is a blogger, and I'm realizing that maybe all bloggers are dorks. They aren't in any way cooler than I am, even if they are awesome writers or can date whoever they want (so they say) or get thousands of hits a day or have careers that are interesting and fun and don't include the words Barnes or Noble. This realization has made me so happy, for now maybe I'm a little cooler than I thought I was before. By thinking that all the bloggers in the world are dorks, suddenly I'm not as afraid of them all as I was before. They are no more special than me, only more confident in their blogging. So no more will I freak out over weird or annoying or cool and amazing comments, I will embrace and not concern myself over. Because I'm too cool for that.

My favorite site of the day is Lost in Translation, a babel fish like website. It takes a phrase and translates it into German, Spanish, Italian, French, and Portuguese and back and tells you what it thinks you said. It's a little slow, but very funny.