So I'm at the beginning of a new day... unfortunately I haven't finished off the old one yet ;)

I'm trying my hardest to hold on to this weekend for as long as I can. It has really been among the greatest weekends I've had in college.

First off... the new Bond movie, Quantum of Solace, was amazing! I had my ticket bought a week in advance and was one of the first few in line for the premiere at midnight of Friday the 14th. Of course it could have been that old guy on the Six Flags commercials dancing for 2 hours and I would have loved it as long as they flashed 007 on the screen in the very beginning.

But on a serious note, I think the critics are out of their minds for bashing this movie the way they have. They should really be ashamed of themselves. I'm of the opinion that if works of art were all meant to follow the same formula the Mona Lisa would be a lot less valuable. What I mean to say is that just because the writers have the bar tender/ flight attendant tell us what is in Bond's drink, instead of Bond himself like in every other Bond film, doesn't mean that the writer's are morons/ heretics.

So to all you "critics" out there- quit over analyzing every little move 007 makes (or doesn't make, as it may be) and be proud that he's one of the most inspiring and modern works of art the free world has ever seen, or will ever see... the series HAS been evolving steadily since 1964 for Pete's sake!

My friend Jordan, 2 of his closest friends, and I piled into an '09 Toyota Corolla at 4:45 on Friday the 14th and zipped off on a quest to the sprawling city of Waco... where I've spent the majority of my life growing up. The plan that cropped up earlier in the week was that they would go to the BU v. ATM game while I hung out with my mom (a quick fix for my reoccurring home-sickness until Thanksgiving, a week later). We were going to stop for supper when we arrived in Waco at the (in)famous "Health Camp" where my mom ate when she was in college.

I've got to go to bed now so I'll finish this little story at a later time...