I don't think there's enough room on my Shit List for everyone in the world.
Is it bad that this is all I've had today:
It's 3:40 now. So basically I've subsisted today on caffeine, sugar, and rage. The secret's out, y'all: this is how I keep my girlish figure.
That said, I am now quite hungry so I think I'd better go find some food before I pass out.
Oh, update on the inventory database from hell: 83% done! Looks like we may actually finish this before the month is out.
- one (1) cup of Burgundy Cherry tea
- one (1) tall americano with cream and sugar
- one (1) chocolate cupcake with chocolate frosting and white chocolate shavings on top
- one (1) detailed fantasy of shooting Tom DeLay right between his sanctimonious, divisive little pig eyes; then removing his heart and holding it up to a crowd and announcing, "Behold! The heart of a traitor!" (Or, alternatively, cutting off his head and holding it up with the same announcement. What did I watch recently where they said that in England (?) they held traitors' heads up after decapitation not so the crowd could see the head, but rather so the head could see the crowd, because consciousness lasts approximately 8 seconds after decapitation? Oh, that's gonna bug me for the rest of the day. And, also: shudder.)
- one (1) brief and sketchy fantasy of (old news by now) telling off anyone involved in any way with the production of Captivity, its advertisement with those reprehensible billboards, and the subsequent backpedaling 'justification' of it as "female empowerment" - featuring enthusiastic use of the phrase, "Empower this, bitch!" (And, seriously - man, there's not a lot that hasn't been said about this already, and I wasn't planning to get into it here, but I don't think I can restrain myself, even though I'm now essentially making a list within a list, which is ridiculous. So. First: Elisha Cuthbert, what the fuck is wrong with you? Second: Hollywood, what the fuck is wrong with you? Third: The American Public, what the fuck is wrong with you? Why THE FUCK are these movies still being made? What exactly is the value of torture-porn flicks? Someone please explain it to me - because I find myself increasingly depressed and decreasingly able to get out of bed and face a world that will pay hundreds of millions of dollars to watch this shit. Um, where was I? Oh. Fourth: Pajiba said it best so I'll just quote them: "Yeah... and Saw is about the triumph of the human spirit." Fifth: According to After Dark's CEO, "For the audience it's made for, it's satisfying to that audience." Oh yeah? Which audience is that - the BTK Killer? Sixth: I honestly don't know how you people look at yourselves in the mirror every morning. Perhaps you don't. Perhaps you can't. Perhaps you're vampires feeding off (in)humanity's worst, most reprehensible impulses. Seventh: Eat shit and die. And go ahead and make a movie about that if you want, but I'm not going to watch it.)
- one (1) cup of Black Raven (blackcurrant) tea
It's 3:40 now. So basically I've subsisted today on caffeine, sugar, and rage. The secret's out, y'all: this is how I keep my girlish figure.
That said, I am now quite hungry so I think I'd better go find some food before I pass out.
Oh, update on the inventory database from hell: 83% done! Looks like we may actually finish this before the month is out.