The gym will be open in less than an hour :)
Boy, I feel a lot more interesting when I have money to throw away on small treasures. For whatever reason I feel like writing about new trinkets makes me more interesting or something, but it really doesn't. You know what I mean?
Surfing around and reading this and that, mostly junk that's not really important to anyone else, somehow put The Doors' Spanish Caravan into my head. What a really fun song. Anyone who thinks otherwise doesn't matter to me as I type this. The Doors music that I have is fun and wouldn't be the worst thing to try and dance (or prance) around too if one were drunk and so inclined.
Wrestling-wise, MacMahon and co. are really sherking the ECW fans out of what could have been a better DVD if they hadn't fucked with it so much. Maybe it's not the most financially bright idea, but the fans who would really care enough would pay more. For those who could really give a fuck, the W-W-EEEEEEEEEE website crashed during the ECW pay-per-view a few weeks ago. To my knowledge, that's the only time that's ever happened. A viable license? I'd like to think so. Stupid fucking shits. I know they're going to fuck it up if they play according to history/character. I'm just a fan though. I'd love Matt Hardy to tell them to go fuck themselves too, but he'd do better financially by kissing and making up, I think. I hope things work out for that guy.
Six Feet Under was great this week. People in Scott's SFU community seem to think so too. The scene with Keith, Brenda and Maya was beautiful, I thought, as was most of the rest of the episode. Oddly enough, that scene made me want to father children, just so that I could have a beautiful wife read to them before they fall asleep someday. (That's crazy, right?) Nathaniel and Nate's scene was really nice too. Something about those scenes just always seems to work. Billy and George on the porch was a calming surprise too. Great fucking show. I'm glad you wouldn't shut up about that, Scott, or Deadwood either for that matter. I only wish that Carnivale could have had more time.
Things around the office have been kind of lame lately what with me being somewhat of a catering bitch of sorts. We all wear our different hats though, I suppose. Next day shift I'm going to try and talk to someone about putting in for a slot for deployment over the next twenty-two months. Maybe I'm a selfish idiot who doesn't know much of anything, but who knows...it might be fun. I'd like to think that it would be. I know I could be doing more to help out than I am right now.
Funny thing at work tonight with War of the Worlds coming up. Presently it seems like I'm the only mother to not want to see that film. EVERYONE (and I mean EVERYONE) that I work with really wants to see that, and honestly I think that it kind of looks gay. It's not that I can't enjoy a film with Tom Cruise in it, or a film directed by Spielberg. It's just that this doesn't seem that cool to me. I dunno what to say, call me stupid. I'd rather save my money for a shitty Rob Zombie film that no one but me and another kook back home will enjoy. You know what I mean?
So anyway, we get into this huge discussion about Tom Cruise movies and Interview with the Vampire is brought up. I happen to mention off-hand that I liked the scene with the theatre of ghouls taking out the woman, who is begging for some help from the audience, and how funny it was that the crowd is just eating it up and not really aware of what's going on. I also mentioned that I liked that the little annoying kid got turned into dust and then all sorts of comments started coming out about how I wanted to see little kids die and stuff. Well, being the smartass that I sometimes am, I played it up and was like, "Yeah, so. As long as their undead vampires, why not kill them all...but just the little children?" Oh man, what a bunch crap I got for that comment. Poor bleeding heart child lovers. Boo hoo. Here's a sympathetic cock, just for you to suck on. Ha ha ha!!
Yeah, so anyway, that's my kind of fun at work for the moment. The next two days will be better, I hope, with us getting closer to the weekend and all.
Still spending time before bed going through Rollins' See A Grown Man Cry/Now Watch Him Die compilation. I'd like to acquire Clive Barker's Books of Blood collection and Tom Browkaw's The Greatest Generation before the end of the year as well. Lofty goals for this mental giant.
Got to hear from a relative that I haven't heard from in months this afternoon. She's a battleaxe, but I love her to death and think the world of her. The dream I had about her sister a few days ago still has my curiosity up in arms though. What a pair those two are/were. As misunderstood as I might appear sometimes, I think I come from some pretty nice people when it's all said and done.
I gotta put my house in order this weekend. That's putting it in simple terms, but it's still a true statement nonetheless.
I could really use a good concert release right now. It's been too quiet around these parts lately.
Surfing around and reading this and that, mostly junk that's not really important to anyone else, somehow put The Doors' Spanish Caravan into my head. What a really fun song. Anyone who thinks otherwise doesn't matter to me as I type this. The Doors music that I have is fun and wouldn't be the worst thing to try and dance (or prance) around too if one were drunk and so inclined.
Wrestling-wise, MacMahon and co. are really sherking the ECW fans out of what could have been a better DVD if they hadn't fucked with it so much. Maybe it's not the most financially bright idea, but the fans who would really care enough would pay more. For those who could really give a fuck, the W-W-EEEEEEEEEE website crashed during the ECW pay-per-view a few weeks ago. To my knowledge, that's the only time that's ever happened. A viable license? I'd like to think so. Stupid fucking shits. I know they're going to fuck it up if they play according to history/character. I'm just a fan though. I'd love Matt Hardy to tell them to go fuck themselves too, but he'd do better financially by kissing and making up, I think. I hope things work out for that guy.
Six Feet Under was great this week. People in Scott's SFU community seem to think so too. The scene with Keith, Brenda and Maya was beautiful, I thought, as was most of the rest of the episode. Oddly enough, that scene made me want to father children, just so that I could have a beautiful wife read to them before they fall asleep someday. (That's crazy, right?) Nathaniel and Nate's scene was really nice too. Something about those scenes just always seems to work. Billy and George on the porch was a calming surprise too. Great fucking show. I'm glad you wouldn't shut up about that, Scott, or Deadwood either for that matter. I only wish that Carnivale could have had more time.
Things around the office have been kind of lame lately what with me being somewhat of a catering bitch of sorts. We all wear our different hats though, I suppose. Next day shift I'm going to try and talk to someone about putting in for a slot for deployment over the next twenty-two months. Maybe I'm a selfish idiot who doesn't know much of anything, but who knows...it might be fun. I'd like to think that it would be. I know I could be doing more to help out than I am right now.
Funny thing at work tonight with War of the Worlds coming up. Presently it seems like I'm the only mother to not want to see that film. EVERYONE (and I mean EVERYONE) that I work with really wants to see that, and honestly I think that it kind of looks gay. It's not that I can't enjoy a film with Tom Cruise in it, or a film directed by Spielberg. It's just that this doesn't seem that cool to me. I dunno what to say, call me stupid. I'd rather save my money for a shitty Rob Zombie film that no one but me and another kook back home will enjoy. You know what I mean?
So anyway, we get into this huge discussion about Tom Cruise movies and Interview with the Vampire is brought up. I happen to mention off-hand that I liked the scene with the theatre of ghouls taking out the woman, who is begging for some help from the audience, and how funny it was that the crowd is just eating it up and not really aware of what's going on. I also mentioned that I liked that the little annoying kid got turned into dust and then all sorts of comments started coming out about how I wanted to see little kids die and stuff. Well, being the smartass that I sometimes am, I played it up and was like, "Yeah, so. As long as their undead vampires, why not kill them all...but just the little children?" Oh man, what a bunch crap I got for that comment. Poor bleeding heart child lovers. Boo hoo. Here's a sympathetic cock, just for you to suck on. Ha ha ha!!
Yeah, so anyway, that's my kind of fun at work for the moment. The next two days will be better, I hope, with us getting closer to the weekend and all.
Still spending time before bed going through Rollins' See A Grown Man Cry/Now Watch Him Die compilation. I'd like to acquire Clive Barker's Books of Blood collection and Tom Browkaw's The Greatest Generation before the end of the year as well. Lofty goals for this mental giant.
Got to hear from a relative that I haven't heard from in months this afternoon. She's a battleaxe, but I love her to death and think the world of her. The dream I had about her sister a few days ago still has my curiosity up in arms though. What a pair those two are/were. As misunderstood as I might appear sometimes, I think I come from some pretty nice people when it's all said and done.
I gotta put my house in order this weekend. That's putting it in simple terms, but it's still a true statement nonetheless.
I could really use a good concert release right now. It's been too quiet around these parts lately.