Why does it take me 2 hours to write reviews?
Son of a bitch I have writers block. I'm trying to write this damn review for Beowulf, but I can't seem to get the words to flow right. I'm hoping a little bit of writing in ye old LJ will get those creative juices flowing. And I'm, you know, procrastinating. Yeah...
So school is finally coming to an end. I will be more excited when I don't have so much fucking work to do. I have one paper/project due every single day next week. Needless to say, I'm putting it off because just the thought of it sends me into a panic and will be cursing my procrastination next week when I stay up until 4 AM every night trying to finish my projects. You know, the usual. Then it's finals week. I can hardly contain my joy. Can't you feel it? I can actually see rainbows coming from the tips of my fingers. That's how potent it is. Or maybe I'm just really tired...either way.
Anyway, after this clusterfuck of a semester I'm pretty stoked about it being over. Then it will be at least three blissful weeks of just work. Wow, that's a sad statement.
Alright, enough talk about school. I just noticed something. Can I rate my journal? Yes, it appears I can. Well, I dub this entry rife with "explicit adult content" for no good reason.
Alright, so my plan actually worked. Done with my awesome review. Also, I second this reviewer: "Beowulf (Ray Winstone? Really, Ray Winstone?)" and "Grendel attacks again while Beowulf is nude, and while motion-capture Ray Winstone certainly has the carved physique nature denied the pillowy Ray Winstone we know from “The Departed” and “Sexy Beast,” you’d think he’d want to throw on some chain mail or at least pick up a codpiece before engaging in battle fierce with the slime-dripping beast. Instead, Beowulf, uh, rides the creature around the room. I mean, he mounts the monster bareback and bends it to his will. I mean, he squeezes the vicious demon between his rippling thighs and thrusts away with his fist."
Hilarious. Actually, you should just read it.
Alright, sleep now.
So school is finally coming to an end. I will be more excited when I don't have so much fucking work to do. I have one paper/project due every single day next week. Needless to say, I'm putting it off because just the thought of it sends me into a panic and will be cursing my procrastination next week when I stay up until 4 AM every night trying to finish my projects. You know, the usual. Then it's finals week. I can hardly contain my joy. Can't you feel it? I can actually see rainbows coming from the tips of my fingers. That's how potent it is. Or maybe I'm just really tired...either way.
Anyway, after this clusterfuck of a semester I'm pretty stoked about it being over. Then it will be at least three blissful weeks of just work. Wow, that's a sad statement.
Alright, enough talk about school. I just noticed something. Can I rate my journal? Yes, it appears I can. Well, I dub this entry rife with "explicit adult content" for no good reason.
Alright, so my plan actually worked. Done with my awesome review. Also, I second this reviewer: "Beowulf (Ray Winstone? Really, Ray Winstone?)" and "Grendel attacks again while Beowulf is nude, and while motion-capture Ray Winstone certainly has the carved physique nature denied the pillowy Ray Winstone we know from “The Departed” and “Sexy Beast,” you’d think he’d want to throw on some chain mail or at least pick up a codpiece before engaging in battle fierce with the slime-dripping beast. Instead, Beowulf, uh, rides the creature around the room. I mean, he mounts the monster bareback and bends it to his will. I mean, he squeezes the vicious demon between his rippling thighs and thrusts away with his fist."
Hilarious. Actually, you should just read it.
Alright, sleep now.