Random ranting and whining
I think it is entirely possible that I may have an adjustment disorder related to attempting to cope with life with a flat mate after living alone for about 7 years and due to the fact that my TV has now been broken for about a month. Some little men came and took my tv away today and it is not clear if my baby can be fixed - it is v sad (and I have decided that it is a sign that I am growing as a human being that I have only an adjustment disorder and not a minor depressive episode) - it does open the door up for me to buy a new TV but I have never had to do that out of necessity before, all others have been purchased just cause I fell in love with them and not at all cause I needed them.
The removal of the TV does mean that the ducks are homeless and are all disorderly and wandering around my lounge room in random patterns and disorderly ducks are certainly not to be trusted - it may be hard for me to sleep tonight.
While I am on the topic of things that have disappointed or annoyed me I feel the need to mention that I am not smitten with season two of Heroes the way I was with season one (I refuse to believe that this is because I am a shallow girl who misses getting to see Ali strap her bitch on and kick arse whilst looking unbelievably hot) - it does have smatterings of brilliance - which in a way makes it all the more frustrating. It is like the Nightwatch of TV - just when I think I am bored and want to give up on it a guy pulls out his spine and uses it as a sword (or in this cause Angela (who really should adopt me) tells Matt to get the hell out of her mind).
Onto final rant topic and the fact that I am clearly living in bizarro world because everyone and their dog seems to love Death at a Funeral and yet I found it one of the most pedestrian, predictable, puerile, pathetic pieces of shite that I have ever had the misfortune of watching. That is saying a lot really given that I love Matthew, Keeley and Allan and was willing to give the film points for their presence alone and yet I still hated it. The world may be applauding you Frank Oz but I alone cower under my cinema chair just as I did when I was a child and my dad took me to Empire Strikes Back and Yoda scared the bejesus out of me.
The removal of the TV does mean that the ducks are homeless and are all disorderly and wandering around my lounge room in random patterns and disorderly ducks are certainly not to be trusted - it may be hard for me to sleep tonight.
While I am on the topic of things that have disappointed or annoyed me I feel the need to mention that I am not smitten with season two of Heroes the way I was with season one (I refuse to believe that this is because I am a shallow girl who misses getting to see Ali strap her bitch on and kick arse whilst looking unbelievably hot) - it does have smatterings of brilliance - which in a way makes it all the more frustrating. It is like the Nightwatch of TV - just when I think I am bored and want to give up on it a guy pulls out his spine and uses it as a sword (or in this cause Angela (who really should adopt me) tells Matt to get the hell out of her mind).
Onto final rant topic and the fact that I am clearly living in bizarro world because everyone and their dog seems to love Death at a Funeral and yet I found it one of the most pedestrian, predictable, puerile, pathetic pieces of shite that I have ever had the misfortune of watching. That is saying a lot really given that I love Matthew, Keeley and Allan and was willing to give the film points for their presence alone and yet I still hated it. The world may be applauding you Frank Oz but I alone cower under my cinema chair just as I did when I was a child and my dad took me to Empire Strikes Back and Yoda scared the bejesus out of me.