[m4w] rowr
Feb. 11th, 2004 10:49 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cthulhiaAccept your inner demons. You know, the ones that make one want to eviscerate unrequited lovers du jour, whomever they find more worthy than oneself, and then, well, once the killings begin, why stop, right?
Picture, if you will, Jon Cusack's character's fantasy scenes from either High Fidelity or America's Sweethearts. Remembering such movie moments will in turn get you laughing, and those vengeful tendencies return to the boundaries of video games, where they belong.
She suggests such feelings give you an opportunity to learn more about yourself. O, and how!
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Anyway, my murderous mood from Monday has passed now. Thanks, in part, to the sheer joy of managing to get an extra free pass to The Lost Skeleton of Cadavra for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
hauntmeister. My second ticket was already given to Purple. So, Mad Props (perhaps like fancy candle holders as stemware?) to Ruth of Pandemonium for having an extra ticket! (She had, like, 6 tickets. It was a regular geek reunion last night. And it turned out that Barfight boy was there too, right in front of us. I didn't recognize him. He has the dubious honor of making me feel tactful and appropriate.)
If you like hauntmeister's parties, you will love this film.
Imagine Don't Ask, Don't Tell only freshly shot and fewer non-sequiturs. The actors are modern, completely aware of the hokiness, and impressive for not cracking up, because you know there was no budget for many retakes.
Sure, there was no obvious opening for someone like, say (entirely hypothetically, of course)australian_joe to offer to eat pancakes off my bum, but there was Animala. Rowr.
While I'm mentioning my booty, I really like the way it looks in cargo(?) pants, but I'm sick of all the strings attached, in leiu of an actual belt.
ha ha, your pants are untied!
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Women's Wit is from Alice Roosevelt Longworth: I have a simple philosophy: Fill what's empty. Empty what's full. Scratch where it itches.
That would've fit better with yesterday. However, Close to Home has a large publisher devoting an entire department solely to making it impossible to refold their maps. Certainly could result in some anger management moments.
Picture, if you will, Jon Cusack's character's fantasy scenes from either High Fidelity or America's Sweethearts. Remembering such movie moments will in turn get you laughing, and those vengeful tendencies return to the boundaries of video games, where they belong.
She suggests such feelings give you an opportunity to learn more about yourself. O, and how!
::
Anyway, my murderous mood from Monday has passed now. Thanks, in part, to the sheer joy of managing to get an extra free pass to The Lost Skeleton of Cadavra for
hauntmeister. My second ticket was already given to Purple. So, Mad Props (perhaps like fancy candle holders as stemware?) to Ruth of Pandemonium for having an extra ticket! (She had, like, 6 tickets. It was a regular geek reunion last night. And it turned out that Barfight boy was there too, right in front of us. I didn't recognize him. He has the dubious honor of making me feel tactful and appropriate.)If you like hauntmeister's parties, you will love this film.
Imagine Don't Ask, Don't Tell only freshly shot and fewer non-sequiturs. The actors are modern, completely aware of the hokiness, and impressive for not cracking up, because you know there was no budget for many retakes.
Sure, there was no obvious opening for someone like, say (entirely hypothetically, of course)
australian_joe to offer to eat pancakes off my bum, but there was Animala. Rowr. While I'm mentioning my booty, I really like the way it looks in cargo(?) pants, but I'm sick of all the strings attached, in leiu of an actual belt.
ha ha, your pants are untied!
::
Women's Wit is from Alice Roosevelt Longworth: I have a simple philosophy: Fill what's empty. Empty what's full. Scratch where it itches.
That would've fit better with yesterday. However, Close to Home has a large publisher devoting an entire department solely to making it impossible to refold their maps. Certainly could result in some anger management moments.
