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These previews for License to Wed seriously need to stop. Every time I see one, I want to rip each of my teeth out individually and see how many I can cram into my nostrils until they hit my brain and make me go duh-face so it won't matter anymore. I used to like Robin Williams ... when I was a kid. Even then, it wasn't that much at all, as far as I can remember. Any time I see him on television anymore, I hope he gets shot in the eyes with tranquilizer darts. He's become so obnoxious and tries so hard to be just that and instead looks like a hyena on crack. I'm not necessarily talking about his movies, it's his OWN personality when he's not playing a character. YOU'RE NOT FUNNY, SHUT YOUR FUCKING HOLE. Maybe I'd go see it if a better comedian were playing his part, say, George Carlin. He'd give them a million reasons to not get married and actually be right. The movie would be shorter, but I'd possibly waste my money to go see it.
The movie looks ridiculously stupid anyway. What the fuck is with the robot babies? It makes me want to leave America for good ... not that I really needed another reason for that. Most previews of the movies coming out nowadays make me feel that way, actually. While I was down in Coeburn, we went to the theater to see POTC3, which I wasn't looking forward to that much anyway. We'd gotten there too late, so we went and saw Delta Farce instead. Within the first ten or fifteen minutes, I fell asleep. True story. That's how fucking stupid it was. A couple days later, we went and saw the third Pirates movie. I stayed awake, but it's not like that was such a great movie, either. I don't care what anyone says.
I've been sick the last few days. It started off as a cough and continued to get worse until I became feverish. Over the last couple days, it's gotten better. However, anytime I wake up, I still seem to cough a bit. My chest, ribs and back are sore from the violent hacking I was doing, not to mention my throat's still a bit sroe. My doctor tried to get me to make an appointment. No! I took care of it on my own, as far as I know. I feared it was trying to turn into pneumonia again. That's how it felt, at least. Here's hoping it goes away completely.
People have been telling me to quit smoking. While it doesn't help you get over it, obviously, smoking doesn't cause pneumonia directly. Hush.
Although I haven't quit completely, I have cut back, which is good. I'm definitely down to under a pack a day.
I've also lost about five pounds since being sick as well. It doesn't matter anyway, anytime I go into the kitchen to look for something edible, I remember that my kitchen is full of HEALTH FUCKING FOOD 'cause Mom's been dieting(Which is working for her, actually, and I'm happy for that. She's losing two lbs. per week). Seriously, there are 100 calorie pack snacks and Lean Cuisine and Weight Watcher meals and that's about it. It was fine at first, I actually don't mind healthy food. Prefer it most of the time, for some reason. However, since I've been sick, all I want is junk and it's not been at arm's length for a while now.
I've made Mom sick, too. She started showing symptoms today. So, I get to take care of her now. Hurrah.
Being sick ruined my plans of going apartment hunting these next few days. Perhaps next week. Also ruined the plans of getting my puppy here. Poop.
On another annoying note, why are rappers singing about partying like rockstars? Shouldn't they be partying like rapstars? Just a thought.
The movie looks ridiculously stupid anyway. What the fuck is with the robot babies? It makes me want to leave America for good ... not that I really needed another reason for that. Most previews of the movies coming out nowadays make me feel that way, actually. While I was down in Coeburn, we went to the theater to see POTC3, which I wasn't looking forward to that much anyway. We'd gotten there too late, so we went and saw Delta Farce instead. Within the first ten or fifteen minutes, I fell asleep. True story. That's how fucking stupid it was. A couple days later, we went and saw the third Pirates movie. I stayed awake, but it's not like that was such a great movie, either. I don't care what anyone says.
I've been sick the last few days. It started off as a cough and continued to get worse until I became feverish. Over the last couple days, it's gotten better. However, anytime I wake up, I still seem to cough a bit. My chest, ribs and back are sore from the violent hacking I was doing, not to mention my throat's still a bit sroe. My doctor tried to get me to make an appointment. No! I took care of it on my own, as far as I know. I feared it was trying to turn into pneumonia again. That's how it felt, at least. Here's hoping it goes away completely.
People have been telling me to quit smoking. While it doesn't help you get over it, obviously, smoking doesn't cause pneumonia directly. Hush.
Although I haven't quit completely, I have cut back, which is good. I'm definitely down to under a pack a day.
I've also lost about five pounds since being sick as well. It doesn't matter anyway, anytime I go into the kitchen to look for something edible, I remember that my kitchen is full of HEALTH FUCKING FOOD 'cause Mom's been dieting(Which is working for her, actually, and I'm happy for that. She's losing two lbs. per week). Seriously, there are 100 calorie pack snacks and Lean Cuisine and Weight Watcher meals and that's about it. It was fine at first, I actually don't mind healthy food. Prefer it most of the time, for some reason. However, since I've been sick, all I want is junk and it's not been at arm's length for a while now.
I've made Mom sick, too. She started showing symptoms today. So, I get to take care of her now. Hurrah.
Being sick ruined my plans of going apartment hunting these next few days. Perhaps next week. Also ruined the plans of getting my puppy here. Poop.
On another annoying note, why are rappers singing about partying like rockstars? Shouldn't they be partying like rapstars? Just a thought.