Terminate this!

[soulswallo]

I have one thing to say ... I don't GET myspace. It's just ... pfft. I just don't ... pfft.

You wanna know what I do get? Supernatural. Yep. Super.Natural. I'm up to Salvation. Then I might *just might* watch a few again. Because they're that good.

I have a lunch meeting with my District Manager on Monday to discuss my future. My banking future. My other future was set in stone the day Skynet sent back that first Terminator to kill me and any unborn progeny I might have. By the time the second Terminator was sent back I was a badass-motherfucker who could benchpress a small house. I took that future and made it mine. MINE! Also, I totally kicked ass when Dante's Peak exploded. True story.

I've had a headache off and on all day. It's probably the Terminator's fault. Damn him.

My brain is no longer functioning.

Comments

[ebarnon.livejournal.com]

look, i'm sorry i didn't put you in my 'top 8'. i've just got too many 'friends'. i'm hoping to break 200.

one possible (banking) future.

and finally, 'lake eric' i've got going on in my bathroom has receded. now...it smells. i'm having Nam flashbacks to my days in the "rice paddies."

[ebarnon.livejournal.com]

(this is what i was talking about)

The best part of the Bruce Willis / Mos Def real-time opus 16 Blocks is, by far, a moment about 2/3rds of the way into the movie. Bruce Willis and Mos Def jump onto a bus and yell for the driver to hurry up, and to ignore the corrupt cops chasing them. Well, passengers soon see that ol' Bruno has a gun and they start understandibly freaking out; with his ghostly pallor, stupid gay porn mustache, and ridiculous hairpiece, Bruce Willis is quite frightening here.

The camera pans down one aisle of the apeshit-going passengers, and catches one panicked woman cry-talking to a friend on her cell phone. The only problem: she has no cell phone.

I don't know if she thought it was a practice take and she'd get her phone prop later. It's possible. But more likely she dreamt up the piece of business in an actor's fever dream, in the moment, and neglected to realize that unlike improv theatre or acting class -- which is probably what her acting experience was limited to at that point -- you can't just mime a prop when you're in Toronto (shh... New York) making a big budget movie.

[malkovich03.livejournal.com]

does this mean things are changing? are you still moving over or not now. and, where are you going to lunch? since rick is paying, i'm gonna vote for cheesecake factory or california pizza kitchen. i wish i could go, those sound good right now.

hey, remember that one time we went to cheesecake factory with a bunch of people and we were drinking and you and i ordered crabcakes for an appetizer, but then i was starting to get drunk and i tried to order crabcakes for dinner too and you had to tell me about three different times that wasn't a good idea?

you - what should we get for dinner
me - I KNOW! crabcakes!
you - but we already ordered crabcakes for appetizers
me - we did? oh yea.
you - so what should we get for dinner now
me - ummmmmmmmmmm, we could get steak, OR! let's... get... crabcakes!

i'm a moron sometimes.

[jenahville.livejournal.com]

I don't get it either.