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Holy fuck.
( Cut for waaaaay too much information. )
So I booked it out of Ling early because I just wasn't feeling well at all.
Aside from that... Trav and co had their housewarming party over the weekend. Fun was had, lots of people about. Even Noah showed up, which was kind of amazing, considering he's been pretty much AWOL since February. Alas, I forgot their 'gift' in the CSSS office - apparently the suction-cup dildo from the old townhouse made its way into our cabinet there. Reminder to self, get it Wednesday.
We're a week into 'it's way too fucking cold for JUNE' now. I swear, my hands have been like ice all week long. This has to end shortly, stat, because I refuse to pull out my coat - the minute I do, the sun will turn around and go "HAHA, FOOLED YOU" and crank it to 30. Because it's like that. Fucking gas ball.
SawSPARTA 300 at Trav's place during the party. Not too impressed. The only scene in which the art direction made me think 'oooh, pretty' was during the oracle's (or whatever she was) dancydance with the smoke. The rest of it just kind of looked washed out and blurry, especially the backgrounds (and what was up with the vanishing blood droplets? Shitty CGI, that's what). I don't like feeling like I've forgotten to wear my contacts when I watch a movie.
Also, there was a lot of musclebound men (gag), shouting (which looked absolutely retarded when the audio stopped syncing with the video at one point), and cliffs. I swear, if all those cliffs hadn't been around, the fucking Spartans wouldn't have been able to kill anything. Also, what the hell was that on the hunchback's back? A bloody fucking tumor, for crying out loud? Why wasn't he dead from it already - that shit had to be eating him alive!
Needless to say, the group of us watching it spent the whole movie MST3King it. Comments were much more entertaining than anything happening onscreen.
Now, time to go find some way of warming myself out that doesn't involve jeans and sweatshirts, because I'm already wearing those and it ISN'T WORKING DAMNIT.
( Cut for waaaaay too much information. )
So I booked it out of Ling early because I just wasn't feeling well at all.
Aside from that... Trav and co had their housewarming party over the weekend. Fun was had, lots of people about. Even Noah showed up, which was kind of amazing, considering he's been pretty much AWOL since February. Alas, I forgot their 'gift' in the CSSS office - apparently the suction-cup dildo from the old townhouse made its way into our cabinet there. Reminder to self, get it Wednesday.
We're a week into 'it's way too fucking cold for JUNE' now. I swear, my hands have been like ice all week long. This has to end shortly, stat, because I refuse to pull out my coat - the minute I do, the sun will turn around and go "HAHA, FOOLED YOU" and crank it to 30. Because it's like that. Fucking gas ball.
Saw
Also, there was a lot of musclebound men (gag), shouting (which looked absolutely retarded when the audio stopped syncing with the video at one point), and cliffs. I swear, if all those cliffs hadn't been around, the fucking Spartans wouldn't have been able to kill anything. Also, what the hell was that on the hunchback's back? A bloody fucking tumor, for crying out loud? Why wasn't he dead from it already - that shit had to be eating him alive!
Needless to say, the group of us watching it spent the whole movie MST3King it. Comments were much more entertaining than anything happening onscreen.
Now, time to go find some way of warming myself out that doesn't involve jeans and sweatshirts, because I'm already wearing those and it ISN'T WORKING DAMNIT.
