Feelin' kinda moody tonight. Watched Pearl Harbor, and then this really beyond stupid Italian Horror flick (Cemetary Man) featuring no less than Rupert Everett *fans self*. OMG, it was beyond bad, and I've seen just about everything Peter Jackson and Lucio Fulci ever released. Then, I watched State and MAin on Starz.
Oh yeah, and I about got my white ass kicked tonight. WuTang played the Newport, and some guy kept trying to sell me tickets. (I was out renting movies and getting Greek food down by there.) Anyway, I finally just loudly expressed that maybe if WuTang sucked any harder, everyone in the world would be getting a blowjob. Right about then, I realized I had made this pronouncement in front of the queue to get in, filled with rather fierce looking fans.
Anyway, I'm fellin' kinda moody, 'cause I no called no showed on Rodger tonite, mainly because I wasn't in the mood for more of his idea of foreplay ("Yeah, suck on daddy's tootsie pop.") Please! I swear, my ideal man is the male version of the blonde in Die Hard With A Vengence, who never said anything, but grunted a lot. But knowing my luck, he'd have dialouge like "Call me Olga, call me Helga!"
Interesting fact of the day. In WW I, sauerkraut became "Liberty Cabbage".
And so it goes, I've rambled enough for one day. Take care of yerselves, whereever you may be.
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- Music:"Today"-Smashing Pumpkins