if i don’t write about it, i’m most likely pissed about it.
it can’t always just be me, i just need to get out of the tendency to look for blame in myself. internalization narrows the perspective. so basically my solution is to eat more haagen daaz and perpetuate anti-socialism. because people suck and overexposure to said suckiness will exploder my habit of analyzing every single little piece of shit i see.
and…..step one! i’m off to eat ice cream bitches!!!!!!
such a theme-park whore. cuz i was browsing through a friend’s flickr stream and now I WANNA GO TO UNIVERSAL STUDIOS AND SEA WORLD. like, thank god for the zoo trip this sunday. it’ll tide over the theme-park cravings.
sticky and gross. i need a shower. but SOMEONE stunk up the bathroom. ew!!
it took FIVE FUCKING HOURS to get down to sd yesterday. this is the longest it EVER took in my experience — and i’ve personally had a shit-load of experience in this experience. we could’ve just taken the fucking train even though no subsequent at-will transportation would suck. ugh. so much time wasted. we could’ve crashed for a bit, i could’ve gotten my mani and pedi, and we would’nt have been late to the vg live concert AND THUS MISSED MGS PERFORMANCE WTF. ARGGGHHHH!!!!!!!!!! that was the whole fucking reason i was even tempted to watch this show!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! bloody fucking monkeys on a broken barstool!!!!!!!
crashed on mcnuggets yesterday for dinner because sd is crazy and everything is closed by ten. but then we did find cheap gas so that doesn’t suck.
oh but wait, speaking of sucking AND FALSE ADVERTISING, our room was not as expected. not for the price tag i’ve been saddled with. where’s my couch?! lounge area?! spa tub?! cute decor yieah. cute fishbowl. cute fish. nice telly. great pillows. but your website showed SO MUCH MORE. le sigh. mission for tonight is to reserve next year’s hotel rooms so nothing runs out. BAH.
all this typing in caps but i’m not really pissed. just rolling with the punches. if i sit down and dwell upon the current waves of injustice, i’m sure i’ll blow a gasket and have one or a dozen babies. but nah, i’m working on just letting this shit slide right off. basically just drooling after sunday activities.
and hey, vg live show last night was hilarious. unexpectedly so. nice, that.
i’m all for complaining about stupid hollywood choices in films. because there are So Many decisions that the head honchos make which equate WTF. but you know what you hyper-critical people? how about you get the details right before you start complaining? it’s like we sat in the same theater but somehow you managed to conclude from left-field despite the Terribly Obvious Facts presented just because you’re in a hurry to berate the storytelling sins committed.
case in point: someone on the imdb board complaining that caspian blew the horn prematurely when he saw the dwarfs. uh, no. he blew the horn because THERE WERE A BUNCHA SOLDIERS ON YONDER HORIZON CHARGING DOWN HIS ASS WITH A MISSION TO KILL HIM. did you even watch the movie?!?! shocked at seeing dwarfs barrelling down on him yieah. but blew the horn only after he saw aforementioned soldiers.
i don’t remember much from the books but caspian is yet another excellent fanboy film a la lotr. chopping up the book didn’t kill the story the film was trying to tell — and since the film wasn’t trying to tell a stupid story, it’s all good. the boy never read the books and loved the film cuz it was a good mental and action ride. it’s like how i absolutely HATED that they turned faramir into doubting thomas but his character arc made sense in the film’s story. so i can deal with the change. if only they had a simliar approach to the golden compass. cuz boy did that one suck. let’s spill all the gray matter beans in the first 20 minutes and leave only action sequences to stimulate story pace. because it’s just not a good idea to challenge the audience mentally in any way so let’s spoon feed them to guarantee cash flow. WRONG. So Annoyingly Wrong. there was so much badly structured exposition dialogue that it was criminal. felonius.
it has to be noted that the caspian romance subplot was ASS. wtf i want to punch the lights outta who decided to add that shit in.
90 bucks at best buy today. haul included bioshock, super ninja gaiden special edition of golden compass, the original wallace and gromit shorts, and a most-likely Very Emotionally Draining flick called nanking. about the nanking massacre. that’ll be a joy to watch, yieah.
extra bat for the new digicam is the wrong one. next time, i really should just pick this stuff out myself. Never Rely on Store People. thus far in my electronics purchasing career, i’ve known more stuff than they. and i don’t even know a lotta stuff. that’s just sad. now the boy will have to make another trip out to fry’s tomorrow to get the correct battery. ugh.
on the other hand, playing/setting up the new digicam has brightened the evening and seemingly casts a cloud of happy over the coming days. oddness.
lunch was: chipotle. it’s like a subway restaurant but for burritos. and all this time i never knew. and now i do. and knowing is half the battle.
series set for angel was only 125 bucks. not too bad. i need to look up the price for the buffy series set. anything’s gotta beat the 35 per season set price. cuz that crazy ass show went on for seven seasons.
best buy dvd selection sucked today. shrunk somehow compared to the holiday season. not too much drama/sci-fi pickings. shit load of tv series. obscure, emo dramas i wanted were not to be found. evilness.
WHERE ARE MY BOOKS?!!? why can’t i find the books i wanna re-read?!!? why do i have so many damn books that i can’t find the ones i want!?!?! gahh!!!!!
damn does a blond colin farrell look fruity in alexander.
missing coffee haagen daaz. NEED REPLENISHMENT. i will send the boy out on a much-needed ice cream run tomorrow.
there’s a certain something mood in the air …
out of all the prop designs in cinematic potter-verse, the one item i covet is the bottle of skele-gro. the wands seem too obvious a representation of “magic” — skele-gro is rowling’s imagination running off into the rainbow. plus it’s a skeleton guy with a bottle for its bum. like a skinnier, un-dead version of mrs. butterworth!!
silence of the lambs was on the telly and i got properly sucked into the story since it was just me myself and i at home sans people distractions. the gruesome spectator part of me is now well-roused. bat-shit crazy psychos (is there another kind?) are fascinating. dunno why. i get grossed out by paper cuts but not with dismemberment or cannibalism. wtf.
this scares me more than any global warming thing. cuz a bajillion years ago earth was humming along just fine even without any glaciers. extinct dodos sucks but life goes on. extinction of a fundamental element in nature is WTFBBQ.
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