kill the flies...! kill the flies...!
On top of realizing how much editing i have left to do, i have contracted godwhythefuckwasibornagirl-itis. As one does. Monthly, it would seem. Right. Before. I got to. The sex scene.
I don't know if it's just me, but lying flat on my back feeling like my ovaries have been run over by a truck while the rest of me was run through a meat grinder? Not the funnest time for reading porn. Let alone your own. Everything looks/reads/is disgusting and i want to hit delete until my eyes stop bleeding, only then i know i will cry.
Have also just realized how STUPID AS FUCK IT WAS to agree to house sit the night before i'm supposed to post Big Bang. Because not only does driving an hour and a half away from home to hang out for the evening with my mother's friend's HUSBAND cut into my big banging time, i have to drive his awkward sorry bum to the airport early the next morning.
Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.
(I have been watching a good deal of Eddie Izzard today. Can you tell?)
*bleurgh*
ON A WEIRDER NOTE: Last night the family all sat down to watch my birthday gift to me, STAR TREK. Or as we say in the narrow, shitty-screened theater of Wasilla, TAR TRE. Only, IT DID NOT WORK. It played scene one, and then it SKIPPED TO THE END. Or the middle! It alternated between Spock beaming onto Vulcan to save his mummy and Kirk getting dragged onto the Enterprise by McCoy and his mudworm vaccine.
We tried skipping, we tried fast forwarding, we even went into scene selections and picked number two. NATHING. In fact? ALL OF THEM WERE IN A JUMBLE, AND I THINK WE HAD TWO SCENE FIVES.
So, whatever. Faulty disk, it happens. But by now bro & I are set on watching this movie tonight, so i drive to Walmart and he runs in and when we get back to the house...SAME. DAMN. THING.
Well, wtf? Both copies were bought in different towns, stores, everything! And the DVD player plays other things just fine! So on a last ditch effort we trek (ha) upstairs to try out the slightly cheaper, clunkier dvd player in the parents' room.
...It worked.
*HANDS* I don't know HOW and i don't know WHAT THE FUCK. But it saddens me that i can't curl up on the L-couch to watch Spock and Kirk eyefuck. T_____T
I don't know if it's just me, but lying flat on my back feeling like my ovaries have been run over by a truck while the rest of me was run through a meat grinder? Not the funnest time for reading porn. Let alone your own. Everything looks/reads/is disgusting and i want to hit delete until my eyes stop bleeding, only then i know i will cry.
Have also just realized how STUPID AS FUCK IT WAS to agree to house sit the night before i'm supposed to post Big Bang. Because not only does driving an hour and a half away from home to hang out for the evening with my mother's friend's HUSBAND cut into my big banging time, i have to drive his awkward sorry bum to the airport early the next morning.
Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.
(I have been watching a good deal of Eddie Izzard today. Can you tell?)
*bleurgh*
ON A WEIRDER NOTE: Last night the family all sat down to watch my birthday gift to me, STAR TREK. Or as we say in the narrow, shitty-screened theater of Wasilla, TAR TRE. Only, IT DID NOT WORK. It played scene one, and then it SKIPPED TO THE END. Or the middle! It alternated between Spock beaming onto Vulcan to save his mummy and Kirk getting dragged onto the Enterprise by McCoy and his mudworm vaccine.
We tried skipping, we tried fast forwarding, we even went into scene selections and picked number two. NATHING. In fact? ALL OF THEM WERE IN A JUMBLE, AND I THINK WE HAD TWO SCENE FIVES.
So, whatever. Faulty disk, it happens. But by now bro & I are set on watching this movie tonight, so i drive to Walmart and he runs in and when we get back to the house...SAME. DAMN. THING.
Well, wtf? Both copies were bought in different towns, stores, everything! And the DVD player plays other things just fine! So on a last ditch effort we trek (ha) upstairs to try out the slightly cheaper, clunkier dvd player in the parents' room.
...It worked.
*HANDS* I don't know HOW and i don't know WHAT THE FUCK. But it saddens me that i can't curl up on the L-couch to watch Spock and Kirk eyefuck. T_____T