Meh...
So, I went to see Friday the 13th at "lunch" today. I figured that I'd only want to watch the first 10-15 minutes or so, so I picked a time that had another movie that I could duck into, when I inevitably felt like bailing, which I did, 10 minutes in because (well, any of you knowing why I went probably know why I bailed (not much of a spoiler at all really), and I didn't even make it till Padalecki was on screen):
Really? I kind of wish this one had ended after 10 minutes. The SS child fucker's suicide couldn't come fast enough. Plus? She also vandalized the books at the prison? What a waste of oxygen. Blech. I kind of hated Michael, too, though I realized she all sorts of fucked him up. I was glad that he decided not to help her, but thought that he should have left her to her illiterate solitude. The only person I liked in the whole movie was the law student, who said that he would have put a bullet in all of their brains.
Lordy, there's two plus hours I'll never get back. I totally should have stayed in Friday the 13th...or gone to Paul Blart, next door.
*sigh*
Happy Friday the 13th to all y'all.
Off to buy some beer for the husband's suprise birthday party, which I totally bailed on hosting. I'm such a good wife. Blah, I knew someone would offer and after having two full weeks of houseguests and being the only working in my department on this lovely Friday, I just couldn't deal with getting the house ready. Plus? I, no lie, just put down close to $300 on a 5-year-old's baseball season (not t-ball, baseball, and they have, like 20 games and he's totally going to support me as a major leaguer some day, right? I'm so not delusional) and another $200-and-change on both boys' spring soccer.
Yay, money! Or lack thereof!
And a Happy Birthday, again, to Brandy. BTW, I'm pretty sure that there were plenty of "anonymice" involved, dear!
Really? I kind of wish this one had ended after 10 minutes. The SS child fucker's suicide couldn't come fast enough. Plus? She also vandalized the books at the prison? What a waste of oxygen. Blech. I kind of hated Michael, too, though I realized she all sorts of fucked him up. I was glad that he decided not to help her, but thought that he should have left her to her illiterate solitude. The only person I liked in the whole movie was the law student, who said that he would have put a bullet in all of their brains.
Lordy, there's two plus hours I'll never get back. I totally should have stayed in Friday the 13th...or gone to Paul Blart, next door.
*sigh*
Happy Friday the 13th to all y'all.
Off to buy some beer for the husband's suprise birthday party, which I totally bailed on hosting. I'm such a good wife. Blah, I knew someone would offer and after having two full weeks of houseguests and being the only working in my department on this lovely Friday, I just couldn't deal with getting the house ready. Plus? I, no lie, just put down close to $300 on a 5-year-old's baseball season (not t-ball, baseball, and they have, like 20 games and he's totally going to support me as a major leaguer some day, right? I'm so not delusional) and another $200-and-change on both boys' spring soccer.
Yay, money! Or lack thereof!
And a Happy Birthday, again, to Brandy. BTW, I'm pretty sure that there were plenty of "anonymice" involved, dear!