Yes, okay, I ship it BITE ME BEE
I really need to stop impulse buying books. I still haven't read all of the A Song of Ice and Fire series, and I have Voodoo in Haiti standing in my bookshelf right now, but I still felt the need to buy The Hunger Games trilogy RIGHT AWAY. Look, the trailer for the movie was fucking awesome, okay, and I really want to read the books before I go salivating over the movie even though the Team Peeta vs. Team Whateverthefuckhisnameis makes me roll my eyes so hard I think they're about to dislodge, and did I mention the fact that Twilight completely ruined love triangles for me, because it totally did.
*big breath*
In other news, internet stopped working for me yesterday, so I plopped down in front of the TV to sulk and ended up watching The Karate Kid AND Inception back to back, so it wasn't completely wasted. Karate Kid wasn't half bad, actually. Jaden Smith is pretty charming, and Jackie Chan does know how to do drama, even though the language barrier was pretty hard on him, poor thing. I do, however, think the best part of the entire movie was Mr. Han teaching Xiao Dre to hang up his jacket with ~*attitude*~ and making Dre's mom's jaw hit the floor so hard I think it could be heard all the way back to Detroit. Inception was better the second time around, although the whole thing is still confusing as all fuck. The freight train was way creepier this time, though.
Also, on that subject, fuck you, the entire internet, for making me fall in love with Tom Hardy. Goddammit, every time I watch Inception I end up squeeing and flailing and falling off the couch when Cobb meets Eames in Mombasa for the first time. Also? Arthur and Eames clearly have some sort of history together because you do not make that face when you talk about another person otherwise. Eames' "Arthur" when Cobb brings him up speaks volumes, and so does Arthur's similar, though carefully guarded reaction when Cobb mentions needing a forger. But at the same time, the way they work together and speak to each other implies a certain fondness that shouldn't be there if sheer violent dislike was all they shared, so I must conclude that at some point in time, Eames and Arthur were fucking each other's brains out and it went south, like things between two emotionally retarded people are wont to do. And I'm not even going to mention the "you mustn't be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling" because that's just Eames being Eames. So, in conclusion: fucking and a bit more than Just Friends (or fuckbuddies, whichever).
I'm sorry for my very convincing performance of deadness the past week(s?). My computer is really, really, really slow and yes, I am going to do... uh, whatever it was that Steph told me to do with it, but it's just taking a lot of time to move everything I want to save from the harddrive to the external. I've turned off automatic log-in on AIM, which normally is something I kind of need because I never remember to turn it on otherwise, and when I remember that I've forgotten it, it's usually too late in the day to suffer the process. Turning it on wouldn't be so bad, if it didn't take me an hour to turn the computer off afterwards and the AIM process adds to it (fucking ads). You would think I'm exaggerating, because this is me, but for once I'm actually not. It does, legitimately, take an hour and a half to get my browser up and running in the morning, and an hour and a half to turn everything off and wait for it to finally log out before it shuts off. So... I'm sorry. It's a bad excuse for my Bad Friendship medal, but it's the only one I've got. I really do miss you, guys.
*big breath*
In other news, internet stopped working for me yesterday, so I plopped down in front of the TV to sulk and ended up watching The Karate Kid AND Inception back to back, so it wasn't completely wasted. Karate Kid wasn't half bad, actually. Jaden Smith is pretty charming, and Jackie Chan does know how to do drama, even though the language barrier was pretty hard on him, poor thing. I do, however, think the best part of the entire movie was Mr. Han teaching Xiao Dre to hang up his jacket with ~*attitude*~ and making Dre's mom's jaw hit the floor so hard I think it could be heard all the way back to Detroit. Inception was better the second time around, although the whole thing is still confusing as all fuck. The freight train was way creepier this time, though.
Also, on that subject, fuck you, the entire internet, for making me fall in love with Tom Hardy. Goddammit, every time I watch Inception I end up squeeing and flailing and falling off the couch when Cobb meets Eames in Mombasa for the first time. Also? Arthur and Eames clearly have some sort of history together because you do not make that face when you talk about another person otherwise. Eames' "Arthur" when Cobb brings him up speaks volumes, and so does Arthur's similar, though carefully guarded reaction when Cobb mentions needing a forger. But at the same time, the way they work together and speak to each other implies a certain fondness that shouldn't be there if sheer violent dislike was all they shared, so I must conclude that at some point in time, Eames and Arthur were fucking each other's brains out and it went south, like things between two emotionally retarded people are wont to do. And I'm not even going to mention the "you mustn't be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling" because that's just Eames being Eames. So, in conclusion: fucking and a bit more than Just Friends (or fuckbuddies, whichever).
I'm sorry for my very convincing performance of deadness the past week(s?). My computer is really, really, really slow and yes, I am going to do... uh, whatever it was that Steph told me to do with it, but it's just taking a lot of time to move everything I want to save from the harddrive to the external. I've turned off automatic log-in on AIM, which normally is something I kind of need because I never remember to turn it on otherwise, and when I remember that I've forgotten it, it's usually too late in the day to suffer the process. Turning it on wouldn't be so bad, if it didn't take me an hour to turn the computer off afterwards and the AIM process adds to it (fucking ads). You would think I'm exaggerating, because this is me, but for once I'm actually not. It does, legitimately, take an hour and a half to get my browser up and running in the morning, and an hour and a half to turn everything off and wait for it to finally log out before it shuts off. So... I'm sorry. It's a bad excuse for my Bad Friendship medal, but it's the only one I've got. I really do miss you, guys.