Dipshits. They're Everywhere.
So I'm finally a whore for Amazon dot com now. Stupid rarities. Hey, Pat! You can special order 10,000 days for ten bucks on there, you know. But I guess since it's Maynard we'd better put in our real cash and buy the good stuff.
It's nice to know the music industry is rejecting me now also. Gives me a warm feeling inside. You know what I hate? When people say a certain band's songs all sounds the same. (They didn't tell me that or anything, I just have a gripe when people tell me that). Like saying Evanescence's songs all sound the same. Of course they do. They're suppose to. It's called THEIR STYLE OF MUSIC. If all their songs sounded way different, they wouldn't be Evanescence would they? A band's songs are supposed to sound the same. It's how they keep that thing called THE THEME IN THEIR MUSIC.
It's like someone says to me, "You know, I really like that Guns & Roses song where it's really chaotic but partially romantic, Axel screams his lungs out, and Slash plays that really cool riff." Then they laugh at their cleaver joke and say See?
Then I simply say "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU? OF COURSE ALL OF THEIR SONGS HAVE THAT IN THEM OR THEY WOULDN'T BE GUNS AND FUCKING ROSES NOW WOULD THEY?" Dipshits.
My mother dropped off thriteen damn rolls of film for me to process at the store today. One roll was pictures of my high school graduation. Wait to go, Ma. That day was obviously important to you since you developed the film FIVE YEARS LATER. On an average day in photo, I pull fifteen maybe twenty orders total. Maybe twenty five. Today I did fourty. And it's all my mom's fault. I'm so damn tired.
Why are people so afraid of horror erotica? Anybody interested should visit www.digitalapocalypse.com to see Chad's work. Good shit. If only my parents weren't so...Catholic.
By the way, I know what I'm going to do. I'm going to write horror movies.
GOOD horror movies. I've got so many plots I wish I could write ten scripts at once. Technically I could, since it'd just be tons more typing, but sooner or later I'd end up loosing my mind and that would stink because it's hard to pick up chics when you shout at books and talk to refrigerators.
Underestimated Film of the Week: Event Horizon. With Sam Niel and Lawrence Fishburne. I saw this movie in theaters with my older sister and the script clearly sold on the pitch "Think Hellraiser in space." Funny thing is, they made a Hellraiser in space later on and it's like Wow! The same movie. Interestingly enough though, it's not. A top secret spaceship can travel through black hole gateways in the year 2040. It's launched to explore space...and disappears. Seven years later, it's found floating near Neptune, the crew gone. A crew, led by Fishburne, flies out to investigate it with the ship's creator (Niel). Then freaky shit starts popping up gallore and everyone starts dying in bloody, and I must say, inventive ways. The good: The whole thing is a ghost story, a horror slasher flick, a scifi movie, and a small dose of morality play which is just damn fun to watch. The bad: The special effects are outdated, there's maybe one or two thin subplots, and some of the characters are 2D bleeding into stereotypes like the funny black dude. All in all, the thing will make you jump and say "Ewwww" a few times. And when something makes me say "Ewwww"...hooray. See it.
It's nice to know the music industry is rejecting me now also. Gives me a warm feeling inside. You know what I hate? When people say a certain band's songs all sounds the same. (They didn't tell me that or anything, I just have a gripe when people tell me that). Like saying Evanescence's songs all sound the same. Of course they do. They're suppose to. It's called THEIR STYLE OF MUSIC. If all their songs sounded way different, they wouldn't be Evanescence would they? A band's songs are supposed to sound the same. It's how they keep that thing called THE THEME IN THEIR MUSIC.
It's like someone says to me, "You know, I really like that Guns & Roses song where it's really chaotic but partially romantic, Axel screams his lungs out, and Slash plays that really cool riff." Then they laugh at their cleaver joke and say See?
Then I simply say "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU? OF COURSE ALL OF THEIR SONGS HAVE THAT IN THEM OR THEY WOULDN'T BE GUNS AND FUCKING ROSES NOW WOULD THEY?" Dipshits.
My mother dropped off thriteen damn rolls of film for me to process at the store today. One roll was pictures of my high school graduation. Wait to go, Ma. That day was obviously important to you since you developed the film FIVE YEARS LATER. On an average day in photo, I pull fifteen maybe twenty orders total. Maybe twenty five. Today I did fourty. And it's all my mom's fault. I'm so damn tired.
Why are people so afraid of horror erotica? Anybody interested should visit www.digitalapocalypse.com to see Chad's work. Good shit. If only my parents weren't so...Catholic.
By the way, I know what I'm going to do. I'm going to write horror movies.
GOOD horror movies. I've got so many plots I wish I could write ten scripts at once. Technically I could, since it'd just be tons more typing, but sooner or later I'd end up loosing my mind and that would stink because it's hard to pick up chics when you shout at books and talk to refrigerators.
Underestimated Film of the Week: Event Horizon. With Sam Niel and Lawrence Fishburne. I saw this movie in theaters with my older sister and the script clearly sold on the pitch "Think Hellraiser in space." Funny thing is, they made a Hellraiser in space later on and it's like Wow! The same movie. Interestingly enough though, it's not. A top secret spaceship can travel through black hole gateways in the year 2040. It's launched to explore space...and disappears. Seven years later, it's found floating near Neptune, the crew gone. A crew, led by Fishburne, flies out to investigate it with the ship's creator (Niel). Then freaky shit starts popping up gallore and everyone starts dying in bloody, and I must say, inventive ways. The good: The whole thing is a ghost story, a horror slasher flick, a scifi movie, and a small dose of morality play which is just damn fun to watch. The bad: The special effects are outdated, there's maybe one or two thin subplots, and some of the characters are 2D bleeding into stereotypes like the funny black dude. All in all, the thing will make you jump and say "Ewwww" a few times. And when something makes me say "Ewwww"...hooray. See it.