Woot
I just applied for the best job ever, and actually think I will get an interview. It feels good, since today I found out that my job is being advertised, despite my not resigning, or being fired. Yet. I imagine anyone dumb enough to work there derserves it. My boss is sick though, so that's nice. Bastard.
Saw History of Violence tonight, it was real weird. Way too much info in the sex scenes. Dunno about you, but I don't wanna see Aragorn getting cheek deep in some lady's floppy chicken bits. The violence was nice though, very well choreographed and none of that talking lots before shooting people. It helped that everyone who got theirs totally deserved it. Weirdest thing, though, was that the 'baddest' person in the whole film was this school bully, cos he was the only one who was fucking people up for the fun of it. At least the mob wanted money too. Money will make people do strange things. No money will do worse.
Uh, yeah. I have four pairs of Chucks. That's too many. I have to make that tshirt for Ian still... and posterize.
This is the first time I've written in this thing an its actually felt like a journal.
Saw History of Violence tonight, it was real weird. Way too much info in the sex scenes. Dunno about you, but I don't wanna see Aragorn getting cheek deep in some lady's floppy chicken bits. The violence was nice though, very well choreographed and none of that talking lots before shooting people. It helped that everyone who got theirs totally deserved it. Weirdest thing, though, was that the 'baddest' person in the whole film was this school bully, cos he was the only one who was fucking people up for the fun of it. At least the mob wanted money too. Money will make people do strange things. No money will do worse.
Uh, yeah. I have four pairs of Chucks. That's too many. I have to make that tshirt for Ian still... and posterize.
This is the first time I've written in this thing an its actually felt like a journal.
posted by Leocadia at 11:07 PM
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Seems everyone is applying for new jobs at the moment, except me, and I probably should be because my work environment will eventually drive me into a mental institution. What's the job? Good luck with it...
... What's a Chuck anyway?
God I feel like such a derro.
A chuck is a shoe, of beautiful, clean, simple, design, but just a tiny bit too narrow to traipse in. My little toes hurt. In Australia, lots of people confuse them with dunlop volleys, which is very strange.
Ah. Volleys are the shoes of the Gods. Well, so my guitarist would have me believe.
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