|Current mood:|| weird|
|Current music:||Cello music|
Don't take the 2:06 AM train or you're dead.
Bleh, not feeling so hot at the moment. I can only ignore it for so much time without finally feeling the effects, I guess. Back to the doctor for more poking and prodding. If they actually found something definite, that would be nice. Otherwise, beyond the hot weather and lazing about watching movies on TV, it’s been fine. I have Jim Butcher’s “Ghost Story” on my reading pile, and I will get to it…after I’ve demolished the pile of Umi-chan’s manga. I’m sure Mum’s chomping at the bit to throw theories and ideas around about it. I’m anxious to read it myself, but I have a goal and I will reach it.
Ah, okay, well, that explains the additional torture today. Guess what female development happened? Yeah, you got it. Great, so not only am I suffering from one place, now it’s two? Thanks, body, you fucking suck. Go die in a hole alone somewhere, preferably without me. Ahem, I watched a movie called “The Midnight Meat Train” yesterday, which was interesting to say the least. A photographer follows a serial killer and some crazy shit happens. What goes on in your mind to think up this stuff, Clive Barker? I mean, I like most of it especially the ending but if I wasn’t in the mood to enjoy a good horror movie, I would’ve fast-forwarded through a lot of it.
Was the serial killer sick or something to have boils like that? What was the point of keeping Jarvis alive? How many bodies does it take to feed those creatures? Why does the “killer” have to be mute? Is a preventative measure to keep him from going to the police? Then again, the police are in on it so what the hell? One assumes you get immortality by doing this job, but no freedom. You can take that job and shove it. :p
Okay, HAX has apparently been swallowed up by Workland so I’ll try to work on writing for a while. I feel like my muses want to work for me today for some reason.
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