Temporarily changed to the Twenty Eleven theme, because Athua-whatsis’s fuckery with the spaces was driving me batty. It will probably take me a while to choose a new permanent one, because I am currently battling the a hand infection, and if you think I’m forgetful and wishy-washy normally, then imagine how bad it is when you mix in antibiotics and Tylenol 3.
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Hm. I updated my theme, and now the layout’s a little wonky. And spaces seem to randomly disappear. That’s…annoying. I could try to fix it, and, given my tired brain, probably fail. Or I could just shrug and go back to reading “Hunger Games.” Gee. That’s a tough one. EtiolationGirl 3:29 am jesus christ, how far into The Wolfman does the werewolfing start? BE LESS BORING UltraLegume 3:30 am kind of like how you don’t see the predator until 50 minutes in? EtiolationGirl 3:34 am yeah, but at least they’ve got like, sounds in the jungle and sudden strung-up bodies in the meantime. this is like, we’re not even going to show you the body, and our main character is lethargic and ambivalent and possibly drunk and the only thing interesting is emily blunt quietly trying not to lose her shit because the dead guy is her fiancee, and she’s stuck in a house with an old crazy man and she’s not sure if it will be worse if she has to marry the lethargic drunk brother, or if he refuses her and she’s left with the crazy. EtiolationGirl 3:37 am FINALLY! …..and it was just some guy getting torpedoed by a blur. please don’t go back to boring. please. UltraLegume 3:37 am wow…that sounds enthralling, jeez EtiolationGirl 3:39 am oh, yeah. i mean, kudos for making benicio del toro actually speak words instead of just chew his tongue like he usually does, but jeez, his character would be more lively if he was an actual lump on a log. get bit already, dammit! UltraLegume 3:40 am ok…now i’m intrigued EtiolationGirl 3:43 am they should have just started it with, “heeeeey, gypsies, this was on my dead brother, do you have a wise woman i can talk to about that?” *werewolf attack!* instead of boring, pointless set-up. EtiolationGirl 3:44 am …..oh, god, you guys aren’t going to make us suffer through an hour of him recovering until the next full moon or something, are you? bring back the awesome! EtiolationGirl 3:47 am even anthony hopkins is being crazy in a boring manner. what the hell. EtiolationGirl 3:49 am god, at least have sex with your brother’s fiancee. DO SOMETHING TO PASS THE TIME UNTIL YOU’RE WOLFY. ANYTHING. UltraLegume 3:54 am how long is this movie? do they have time left for any action? EtiolationGirl 3:55 am 1 hr and 43 minutes. it feels like its been on at least an hour, but the progress bar hasn’t even reached half way. *headdesk* UltraLegume 3:57 am wow…always good when it seems longer than it actually is EtiolationGirl 3:58 am seriously, they needed an editor more willing to trim the boring-ass fat on this movie. EtiolationGirl 4:03 am someone needs to tell benicio del toro about things like emotions and inflection. you’re playing a stage actor, for christ’s sake. have emotion! UltraLegume 4:04 am i think i’ve only seen him in the usual suspects EtiolationGirl 4:04 am yeah, he’s a much better actor in that. he apparently can’t act unless he’s chewing his tongue. UltraLegume 4:05 am yeah…well it must because it feels so natural EtiolationGirl 4:06 am i can’t get why some people get jobs, y’know? there are really only two requirements for acting: speak so we can understand you, and say it like you mean it. and yet there are actors who can’t manage this, who keep getting jobs. don’t understand. UltraLegume 4:08 am yeah…it’s usually one or the other…or if you’re lucky..they can’t do either EtiolationGirl 4:09 am this is why if i ever get to make movies, i’m casting you in all of them. you can do both. UltraLegume 4:10 am aww…danke ^^ EtiolationGirl 4:11 am so….crazy daddy is the original wolf, right? and…i really hope mommy and brother didn’t get killed because he was trying to turn them and failed. although i would totally accept it if they would reveal it less boringly. someone get furry, already. UltraLegume 4:13 am thank you! *snug* EtiolationGirl 4:13 am *hug-cuddle-grope* EtiolationGirl 4:16 am and that guy lost his head UltraLegume 4:18 am where is hugo when you need him? EtiolationGirl 4:18 am hugo was smart and waited until the next morning to arrest him *lol* EtiolationGirl 4:21 am emily blunt gives good side-boob. UltraLegume 4:21 am i enjoy a good side boob EtiolationGirl 4:22 am doesn’t everyone? well. everyone with eyes, at least. EtiolationGirl 4:26 am oh, god. they think he’s just crazy, and are going to try and show him that the moon won’t change him. oh, god, you’re all going to get eaten. UltraLegume 4:27 am oh yeah…sounds good…bloodbath!! EtiolationGirl 4:28 am hugo’s standing in the back with this thinky expression. “did i bring the silver bullets? hmm…..” EtiolationGirl 4:29 am “no, no i did not. and that is a werewolf. hoshit.” UltraLegume 4:30 am well fuck EtiolationGirl 4:31 am luckily so far it seems to be concetrating on the asshole doctors who kept trying to “cure” him EtiolationGirl 4:32 am hugo, a normal gun is not going to do it EtiolationGirl 4:58 am crap, hugo got bit UltraLegume 4:59 am oh dear…does that mean he’ll become more awesome? EtiolationGirl 4:59 am that might be too much awesome for one movie UltraLegume 5:00 am you make a valid point EtiolationGirl 5:02 am i love how like, when the main character got bit, he mostly just flailed a bit and then passed out. but hugo’s all, “and now i will chase you through the dark woods armed only with a silver walking stick because dammit, we can’t take the chance you’ll eat the girl. bloody side-boob just isn’t the same.” UltraLegume 5:04 am lol…yes…you make the movie come to life for me EtiolationGirl 5:04 am dude, we would do the most amusing, insane movie summaries. UltraLegume 5:06 am yes…yes we would EtiolationGirl 5:08 am damn, the girl killed him. go, emily. and poor hugo. i love how he just looks down at the walking stick and then up at the moon, holding his wound, with this look of, “well….fuck.” EtiolationGirl 5:09 am i love how the last five seconds were better than like, 98% of the first 45 minutes UltraLegume 5:09 am weak sauce… EtiolationGirl 5:11 am they really do. long bouts of boring spiced with sudden awesome. needs more hugo. less plot. definitely more side-boob. i think it was made by someone who doesn’t understand that you do not watch monster movies for the drama. UltraLegume 5:12 am haha..yeah, and if you insist on making it that way, make sure you actually engage the audience with the drama EtiolationGirl 5:15 am dude, seriously. how do you actually make anthony hopkins being crazy boring? he’s great at being crazy. he should’ve had the easiest job in the whole thing. maybe he was dialed down so that benicio didn’t seem like so much of a cardboard cut-out? UltraLegume 5:25 am perhaps. he might not have had his heart in the project and phoned that shit in EtiolationGirl 5:30 am well, i would certainly understand not having one’s heart in that movie. Finally saw the last episodes of Battlestar Galactica. Getting choked up over the fate of a ship makes you feel sane, let me tell you. Not even the people on the ship, most of them I was kind of ambivalent about their fate, it was more a point of interest than anything else, but the actual ship itself? I totally got misty when she did that buck and shudder after her final jump. And its not like you didn’t know it was coming to extent — the very first episode of the series, Galactica’s 50 years old and about to be decommissioned and turned into a war museum. Its a frickin’ miracle the ship didn’t fall apart in the episode where they were jumping every 33 minutes. Didn’t stop me from being all “Oh, Galactica!,” though. I’m going to blame four season’s worth of Tigh and Adama and half the crew talk about her like she was an actual living being. If ever the love of one’s people brought an object to life, that ship would be it. We will not talk about me actually crying over the Adama/Roslin wrap-up. Or about me crying again while telling my mother about it. I mean…ack. They were my favorite couple before they were technically even a couple. I could not give a shit about Lee and Kara, or really Kara and anyone, and Baltar is such a slimy ass I don’t know how he ever got play, and the mutually-destructive blargh of Tigh and Helen is just sick, but oh. Oh, the quiet, devoted sweetness of Adama and Roslin. TV needs more couples like them at any age, but the fact that they were both older made it even more awesome. And then the fly-over so she could see the deer! And he’s talking about their future like she hasn’t been dying for the last four years! And then the ring, and burying her on the cliff where he’s going to build her cabin, and “the view will be heavenly, just like you.” I’m not tearing up just thinking about it, and you can’t prove that I am. *sniff* Shut up. I’m not entirely sure about that final scene, though. I mean, I’m totally okay with them landing on our Earth 150,000 years ago, they are our evolutionary jump, blah blah blah. Its just the “angel” versions of Baltar and Six that bug me. I mean, they had to be the angel versions, right, because even if iSix could survive that long, Baltar couldn’t, and the guy who’s shoulder they were reading over didn’t seem to notice either of them, so…. I don’t know, I don’t really think it added anything. Generally speaking, if you’ve done your fable right, you don’t actually need to spell out the moral like that, and doing so only lessens the impact. And if they just wanted to drive home that yes, it was our world, I think it would have been better served by just pulling back from the magazine article to show Six actually holding it, and like, she buys it and smiles and walks off into New York City. Not only would it have confirmed it, but it would have left you wondering if all the Cylons were still walking among us, watching and making sure we didn’t fuck up this time. I think it would’ve had a better punch. All in all, though, I think it was a decent wrap-up. And I kind of want to gather the whole series and watch it in a big block to see if I better absorbed it, because holy crap, a lot happened on that show.
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Anne Hathaway Is Your New Catwoman Anne! ANNE! There’s Catwoman, and its ANNE! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!! I. Oh, my god. I totally can’t stop grinning and flapping my hands. Because Anne! I love Anne! And Catwoman! Catwoman is my favoritest comic femme ever, and Anne is Catwoman. heeeeeeeeeeee. Also? Robert Tonner is completely fucking in love with her and leaps at any excuse to do another Anne doll, which, if we are all very good children, could mean AN ANNE HATHAWAY CATWOMAN TONNER DOLL. I WILL BE IN MY BUNK FOR THE NEXT YEAR OMG.
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Is it weird that I think I would’ve preferred Kick-Ass had it just been about Hit Girl and Big Daddy? Kick-Ass the character pretty much lost my sympathy and interest when he first, despite being a comic junkie, could not think of why no one ever tried to be a super-hero in real life (its called “even the goddamn Batman got his back broke by someone bigger and stronger, and no one in real life is the goddamn Batman,” dumbass). And then again (more-so) when he got stabbed and hit by a car, and at no point during injury, recovery or after thought to himself, “Oh, right. That’s why no one does it.” And then later calls other people and situations insane. While wearing the sphincter suit. Pot, kettle. And the suit. A diving suit was actually not a bad choice for a average-joe super-hero suit, but the colors and design and fit on that just made me go, “Hi, Sphincter” every time he came on camera wearing it. I can’t believe not one person ever said, “Hey, thanks, nice work, you know you look like an asshole, though, right?” That said…I did enjoy the movie, for the most part. And I wouldn’t mind a sequel. And a Hit Girl action figure. To eBay!
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Mom got me Tonner Supergirl for Christmas, because she is awesome. Possibly also because Samantha’s Doll’s sent us that nice Cyber Monday coupon. But mostly because she is awesome. Christmas was okay. I didn’t feel too mopey, and the food was good and there was unexpected gift cards and candy. Unfortunately, there was also unexpected headaches, complete with ouchy neck and nausea. I took a monster Motrin and slept some and feel a bit better. I am going to sleep more, though, just as soon as my damn upload finishes. Stupid FTP. Stupid dial-up.
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So I’m waiting for a page to load, and I get this message:  That would be bad. That would be very bad. Part of me is all, “hee! Ghostbusters, awesome.” And the rest of me thinks they did not see the whole movie, because those two getting together is a Bad Thing. And yet, hee! Ghostbusters, awesome. I kind of want to watch it, now. We went to Brown’s yesterday to get Jen’s annual candy, aka the very last of the Christmas shopping. We also picked up cookies, some to give and some to eat, and among those we got to eat, I picked up some snickerdoodles. I have long been intrigued by them, but didn’t really want to have to bake them just to find out whether or not I liked them, and Brown’s had a little container of six. Having now tried them, I’m…honestly not sure how I feel about them. Cinnamon, yay. But there’s an oddness underneath, which I guess is the cream of tartar? I don’t know. I’ll probably have another at some point to try and figure it out better, but at the moment, I think I’m just glad there were only six in the package. I still don’t feel like making my chocolate chip chunk pecan cookies. Or, really, anything at all. But I might, just for the happy of Mom mmm’ing and saying how good they are. I could use some happy about now.
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Uploaded a nice wintery header image. Christina needed a break, and I can’t deal with an actual Christmas image, so. Snowy wonderland, it is. I’m trying out the tiny portable space heater we bought at Ollie’s last month. It works pretty nicely, my fingers aren’t cold at all which is just unheard of for me in the winter. Its loud as fuck, though. I can’t even listen to music, because I can’t hear it over the heater. Still. Livable temps in the basement, two thumbs up. Another package arrived from my sister yesterday, this one just for me. Its a Barbie from the 90s, with a note that she got it at an estate sale and thought maybe I could do something interesting with it. Which…possibly? But I’m not that crazy about working with the 90s dolls, with the small, cramped face and the profile like a ski-jump and the bulky turn-waist body. I like to find my own dolls. I like to just look at one, and get ideas. I wish I didn’t sound completely stupid and ungrateful. I also wish I had a sandwich from Panera. Maybe we’ll pick something up on the way back from the chiropractor’s this afternoon. Or maybe I’ll just crawl into bed and postpone it. Not feeling so great emotionally this morning. Or really, this week. I really hate Christmas.
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The sister and her mister sent us Harry & David for Christmas. A small assortment of cookies and an ugly grinning moose cookie jar that they probably paid way too much for. I’m kind of hoping the jar will leap to its doom against the kitchen floor. Still, cookies that I didn’t have to bake. That’s nice. Particularly since I’m not really feeling like baking this year. Mom seems pretty confident that I will come around before Christmas. I think she just wants my chocolate chip chunk pecan cookies. Not enough that she’ll just follow the recipe and bake ’em herself, but y’lnow. I understand, though, because I love Russian teacakes, but if Mom didn’t feel like make them, and we were dependent on me doing it…we would not be having Russian teacakes that year. Aaaand now I’m hungry. And I don’t think cookies are gonna cut it. Not that that will stop me from having one while I try to decide on something more protein-y. I’m predictable, what can I say. |
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