I Now Pronounce You Meh And Wife

9.7.10

3:52 pm

Went to a wedding this weekend, some old, old friend of Christina's.

Very expensive, very typical.

The guy...shucks, I don't remember his name.

Mike?

Rick?

*shrug*

Whatever, they're happy.

At least they look it.

One thing I will say though: I had an almost Dead Zone-esque flash when I shook the groom's hand.

He loves anal.

And he is going to DESTROY his new wife.

In a good way, you know, all a-okay in the eyes of God.

Whew.

Spent the night at Chris' brother's house. Good times.

Found out the third floor is haunted by a gay ghost.

A phantassm?

A lavender poltergeist?

A poop spook?

Anyway.

Had a spot of snack with her stepmother as well.

She's looking better.

Got home.

Watched Mission: Impossible:2, felt bad for Anthony Hopkins.

I think Mission: Impossible 3 is arriving this week.

Heard it was actually watchable.

Not that 2 wasn't.

John Woo just busted nuts all over it.

There's so much kicking...

And there are indeed slow motion birds.

I forget who directed the third one, but Philip Seymour Hoffman is in it.

And I think he has a bomb in his brain?

Or something?

Maybe he'll jerk off on camera and inform Ethan Hunt that he came.

I'm in.

Also started playing the Wolverine game (X-Men Origins: Wolverine). Pretty fun. You actually get to see the Wolverine they always talk about in the comics, but you never get to see because it's too brutal.

And this game is brutal.

Xmax.

Playing the game made me want to watch the movie.

Not a great movie.

Couple things...they just made up, badly.

Not all bad, but pretty bad.

The Blob really does nothing in it, although the actor seemed fun.

And it makes one excited for the Deadpool movie.

On the way to work today, I decided to listen to Mindless Self Indulgence's Frankenstein Girls Will Seem Strangely Sexy.

Tight fucking album.

30 tracks in about 30 minutes.

Some might call it unlistenable, but, if you can withstand the onslaught, and just dive in, you'll find layers.

These guys are fun, energetic and angry.

Also the lead singer has an incredible vocal range.

Yargh.

Is that really all?

Parents coming up this weekend, Cake coming next weekend, then Eels will be dropping by, then Social Network comes out.

Such busy as to make one weep.

But happy tears.

Tears of chocolate milk.

Milky, chocolate tears.

Then there's the Halloween Party...oh boy...