Happy Birthday to my boo [and my glowstick-snatching partner in crime], sinistermotives.

Jethro Tull+ Satyricon= LOVE.

Tonight, bilechunks and I were discussing various horror films. This is not uncommon for is. Anyhow, we were talking of how strange it is that nothing seems to genuinely "scare" us. We enjoy horror mostly for the comedy and gore involved [and the occasional well put-together plot].

HOWEVER.

There is one scene in one film that is still terrifying to the ( Read more... )

Scenario: sinistermotives and myself are having girl time at the railing tonight at the club. Dozens of people are dancing, thrashing about, and about 1/4 of them are weilding glowsticks. One of them is dancing directly in front of us, hands over his head, glowsticks firmly gripped...dancing his little heart out. During the obligatory "spooky pause" [Definition: ( Read more... )

Nine Inch Nails tickets purchased today, and this time we have floor tickets. This is fantastic, although I'm not looking forward to the retards who will no doubt be trying to mosh to "A Warm Place". Oh, it could happen. And it probably will. Incomplete sentences are all the rage, no?

FACTOIDS![-] Why does "Indecent Proposal" make me cry? Oh, ( Read more... )

I have to leave for work in three hours.

And I haven't slept yet.

Eh heh. AH HA HA DFHADSLFHADSFKLASDHFLKASDHFJKASDHFDASHFADSFA.

Meh heh.

Eh.

I have been existing on coffee, Hoodia, and 'Kids in the Hall'. And the occasional food group. Not entirely healthy, but really, doesn't KITH make all things better? Garrett and I are on season 1, disc 2. I'm starting to hear Shadowy Men on a Shadowy Planet in my sleep. I can't complain, though. I could be seen as odd considering that I used to ( Read more... )

I've been listening to far too much Peter Murphy lately. It puts me in a mood, not necassarily good nor bad. Empty, if nothing else. A good empty? A little hard to explain, perhaps. This song, it kills me. I love it so.

Hot tears flow as she recounts ( Read more... )

"Brokeback Mountain" is fucking beautiful, and amazing, and brilliant, and I cried like a little bitch with...you guessed it, a skinned knee. Seriously. If you have two and a half hours to spare and you're not just interested in the ass sex, then go see it. It's now my favorite love story.

You've been commanded. Good luck and Godspeed.

Last week I went and saw a million and one movies. We went to see "Wolf Creek", which wasn't awful but wasn't by any means good. To my dismay, a remake of "The Hills Have Eyes" will be opening up at the beginning of the year. I talk a lot of shit about how much it will suck, because the original was so brilliant, but I'll end up seeing it anyways ( Read more... )

Today I went to a car dealership to "browse". Instead, I "purchased". I came home with this:


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