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June 18th, 2005

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11:20 pm - [subject line goes here]
So it's 10:14 PM, and I'm thinking I'd like to take a shower. I'ma bang out this livejournal entry first, though.

Yesterday was a normal, not-very-good Friday at work. Most Fridays aren't not-very-good, but not-very-good Fridays do come along now and then. This particular one was not-very-good because I'd gotten somewhere in the ballpark of three or four hours of sleep on Thuirsday night. My coworkers sent me on a Gloria Jean's run for them, and though iced mocha tends to hit the spot on a Friday afternoon, it did very little to keep me awake.

After work I got together with Ellen and she improvised some sort of pineapple/teriyaki chicken wraps which turned out quite well. We took a walk, and I did my best to convince her never to see Class of Nuke 'Em High. Twice I have paid to see that movie, and gets worse and worse and worse. See that third "worse" in that sentence? That's how bad the movie is.

Today I've done nothing exciting, but that was sort of the point. As you'll recall (or rather, you'd recall it if you'd bothered to read Wednesday's entry all the way through), I saw Batman Begins at 12:01 AM on Wednesday morning. On the way home I left my boss a voicemail telling her that I'd be coming in a little late. It's more accurate to say that I took two hours off, and though I could use personal or vacation time for that, I opted not to. I went in to work for a couple of hours today instead. After that I went grocery shopping, took a nap and joined Sean downstairs where he was watching The Final Cut. It came out last year, but somehow I completely managed to be unaware of it until today. I hadn't even seen the poster art until I looked it up on IMDB, but maybe that's not a surprise since it grossed only half a million dollars. If this weren't an online journal, I'd never be patient enough to look that up for you.

I saw the last third or so of the movie, and would have been totally lost without Sean to explain what was going on. What I gleaned of the plot reminded me that Phillip K. Dick's A Scanner Darkly is being made into a movie by Richard Linklater. For what it's worth, I'm looking forward to that one, or trying to anyway. Keanu Reeves is starring in it, and his track record with cyberpunk adaptations is not good.

Anyway, it's like, 10:42 and I keep getting sidetracked. I need to take that shower.

Alright, I'm back. I'm gonna wrap this up, vacuum and head out to Rocky Horror. Here are some interesting media links for you, all stolen from other places:
  • Folk Family Wants To Hit Me: A guy from the alt.music.tmbg newsgroup has taken the lyrics from TMBG's Hide Away Folk Family and recorded them over Their song Bastard Wants to Hit Me. The results are slightly more than amusing, but then I'm slightly more than obsessed with TMBG. Anyway, the MP3 is linked on the right side of the page under "Audio."

  • Ever wonder what it would be like if Dubya's speeches were written by Andy Dick? Me either, but you'll need Quicktime if you're going to find out. Thanks to emjay42.

  • Triumph of the Ill: Hitler's back on the mic, and this time he's down with the Jews, and droppin' uh, phat beatz. M-- um, mad cold hard style. Yo. Or something. You'll need Quicktime for this 'n too. Thanks to thebitingfaery.

Current Mood: cheerfulcheerful
Current Music: Melissa Etheridge - Piece of My Heart

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Date:June 19th, 2005 05:55 pm (UTC)
hEYYY!!! I LIKE Class of Nuke-'Em High (of cource I'm a Troma nut)
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Date:June 20th, 2005 01:44 am (UTC)
I know Troma has a lot of hardcore fans so I have to concede that this is merely a matter of personal taste, but I've never been thrilled with their work. The simple explanation as to why boils down to the fact that Troma was explained to me before I saw any of their stuff, and what I was imagining was completely different from what they actually do.
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