How to disappear completely and never be found.

[soulswallo]

Wicked day. Seriously. Although I should have had enough tellers to have a mellow and otherwise pointless day ... well, one of my all-day tellers has the flu. I'm so sick of being short people. Good thing I've hired three newbies in the last couple of weeks. Now they just have to get trained.

For the record: Yes, yesterday Hailey really did pee on my floor, sit on Cole, pull his hair and break the Lego Star Wars Clone Turbo Tank that I spent TWO AND A HALF HOURS working on. I like to call her "the little devil". Heh.

I watched the pilot and second episode of Veronica Mars season 1. Oh, how I love that show. Is it wrong that I watch for all those little interactions between Logan and Veronica and imagine that there's some sort of underlying sexual tension between them? *sigh* Yes, I know how fucked up he is. I can see how destructive his behavior is. Yet, I want to see them together. Even now.

I do believe that I'm going to watch another episode of Six Feet Under.
Out.

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[ebarnon.livejournal.com]

(here's the end of that fight scene from 'rome' last week. yikes)

And then the gate from the green room opens one last time. Someone holding an iron mace with a head shaped like a spiked skull walks deliberately out to the arena. Timon's cheers fall silent as he gets a look at the new arrival: a hulking giant of a man in leather shorts and a harness, whose eyes are dead from day after day of gladiating and night after night of shooting gay porn. Gayliath walks over to where Pullo is trying to crawl using the sword to support himself, and easily sweeps the weapon out from under him with the mace. Pullo keeps trying to crawl away. Gayliath kicks him in the ass, then pulls him up to his knees and spits in his face. He raises his mace to deliver the coup de grace, but Vorenus has seen enough.

Throwing off his cloak (and quite a bit more than that, in the symbolic sense), Vorenus jumps into the arena and pulls a sword out of the column it's stuck in. "Thirteen!" he bellows at Gayliath. Gayliath turns to meet this new threat, and now it's dinky little sword versus humongous mace for a few blows. Good thing Gayliath is pretty slow with that thing. Vorenus manages to block the worst of it with his sword, but he's still sent reeling more than once, and takes one of those spikes in the belly. The crowd boos Gayliath. Vorenus holds his sword up with both hands to block a sledgehammer blow aimed at his head. The sword should shatter from the force, or at least cut off his thumb, but the force only drives him to his knees, and Gayliath winds up for another strike. But while Vorenus is down there, he rolls and slashes his sword through 98% of Gayliath's leg just below the knee. "Gaaah!" I say out loud. ["It was hard for me to see that part through the quilt I had pulled up over my eyes. Gaaaaah." -- Wing Chun] And now it's Gayliath on his knees, one twisted and useless limb beneath him. Timon is literally jumping for joy. But Vorenus isn't about to wait around for his enemy to bleed out. Instead, he snatches the huge mace from his hand and goes around behind him. I'm expecting Vorenus to take a home-run swing that'll knock Gayliath's head into the parking lot, but he does nothing so prosaic. Instead, he raises the weapon high and jams the pointed and barbed handle into his enemy's shoulder. As Gayliath bellows in agony, Vorenus forces the ENTIRE HANDLE down into his body, all the way to Gayliath's fucking liver, so that the spiked metal skull head is poking out next to the flesh-and-bone screaming one. That is the grimmest Zaphod Beeblebrox impression I've ever seen. "Holy shit!" I say out loud. Note to self: do not piss off Vorenus. Vorenus lets the body fall face-down in the dirt and goes to Pullo. He helps his old buddy to his feet and drags him from the arena as the crowd joyfully chants Pullo's name. I've seen slasher movies that were less graphic than that.

[ebarnon.livejournal.com]

wait. watch (cough) another (shudder) episode (sneeze) of (waves arms like crazy) 6 feet under??

well, nothing says 'unwind after a long day at work' like a gay rave while dropping x!

'king kong' looks kool.

nice journal title!