I! Am a girl ! I know! Isn't it repugnant? Tonight, I did something that makes the Guy Gardner/Ash Williams in me cringe , while rocking back and forth in the fetal position, denying that it happened, even though I kind of want it to happen again. Also? I am near tears! HORMONES ARE FOR STUPID, FUCK YOU, GIRLY BITS!
You know, I really, really need to start answering my fanmail. I used to be so good about that sort of thing...but now it just piles up and piles up and piles up until I realize there's no point in answering...mind numbingly boring . I can't turn to her and say things like, "That was a really awesome dolly shot." or "Oooh! Nice use of Dutch angle!" and get an enthusiastic nod of agreement. Sigh. Right. Bed
I...arg! Batman is dead. Charred through and through, people. Went down in a climactic showdown with Darkseid, possibly taking the lord of Apokalips with him (don't get me started on how irritable...Bucky! Boy! Today is going to be an excercise in finding out the breadth and scope of my fangirly rage at the comics industry! I do not envy the people I will interact with this day, I can tell you
GAAAAAAH. Is this week going to stop sucking sometime soon or not? I can't take much more of this. Also, am I the only person alive who keeps their promises anymore? Christ! "You need money? Sure, I'll...of a lot of things that happened that I had no control over that weren't supposed to happen... This better be karmic prepayment for an absolutely amazing 2009 or I'm going to fucking kill myself.
Billy Bob Thornton is slated to play Freddy Krueger in the Nightmare on Elm Street reboot. -has a stroke- I...I thought the excuse for not having Robert Englund--Robert Mother Fucking Awesome As Hell...noises- I need to calm down. I need something that will make me smile...I need... This. If you click that link and don't smile, just a little, even if it's just on the inside, you have no soul
