so this weekend past, i finally went to watch the much anticipated the avenger movie. everything was going well, till these people came in with their walking billboards for birth control. a hoard of shrieking, loud mouthed irritating kids. i so wanted to sucker punch the parentals. instead of this assholes reining in their crazy, distracting offspring, they seemed to be encouraging them to talk during the movie. then there was one particularly irritating specimen that decided to squeak their squeaky chair throughout the movie so much so that by the end of the movie i had the worst headache. at some point i even hissed at the stupid little shit to be quiet, they were old enough to know better.
i so wanted to punch out those parents and demand a refund for me and my friend. i am still so very steamed about it. i wish that people would corral their stupid kids when out and about and stop them from being a disruption. my 6 year old niece behaves better than that.
so i have been thinking of the rapture and “god” to speak and i have arrived at a few conclusions, god, the grand architect or whatever you want to call the entity must either be a giant or an alien.
this is my reasoning, when people pray or talk about god, they look at the sky, and heaven is skyward. so what is skyward? nothing but space and the universe, so if god is from there, he is either an intergalactic travelling super being, or he is some giant and we are nothing but an alien ant farm. or some kind of elaborate self contained giant kids toy.
what other explanation could there be?
i do not get why this genre of music is back, repetitive nonsense, and stupid, insipid lyrics. i am so not a fan! why or why is it back, have the general populous lost all sense and taste? i mean i know that a lot of people think that metal is nothing but noise, but at least there is lyrical content, and when i go to a gig my favorite bands are not lip syncing to a backing track, but actually doing the work, that is worth my ticket!
so i got hoodwinked into friending a pervert on myspace. he was very cunning and his profile was hidden, and in order for me to make an informed decision about whether to friend him or not i had to check out his profile. so i temporarily friended him to get a look at the profile, and what first sight should my poor eyes be assaulted by, than his nekkid self, i kid you not in his full flag at full mast glory.
needlesst to say i immediately went and unfriended his as my gourge rose. it was unexpected seeing all that nakedness without invitation. i still feel pretty dirty.
Kids These Days of the Day: With the help of producer Rob Sharpe, 8-year-old Juliet sets her sights on the Australian hardcore scene with a brutal, no-holds-barred track about how much she loves her dog Robert.
[thanks ryan!]
Reblogging for a 2nd time today in a span of 10 minutes…
ever stop to take stock of your life and the people in it past and present, and find that you never really ever knew someone, or they are not the person that you thought they were. i am dealing with that disappointment with 2 people that i was pretty close to. but there comes a time when you need to cut your losses and stop investing time in something that will never be, and accept that some people can’t ever change. i am no longer in denial, i wish that i could let it go, but i am annoyed and disappointed, they are both just like my father in so many ways, and that is NOT a good thing.
so my fear was finally realized when i watched that episode of the walking dead where otis bites the big one. getting in shape was a great idea, now i do not have to worry about being the fat fuck who gets shot in the leg by some psycho, to buy the said psycho some time to get away, so go me.
when i get back home i shall be punishing my body for at least an hour, then i am making butternut soup, vegetable soup, pizza and cupcakes with my niece. choc chip and banana ones. should be fun.
this weather is bumming me out, all the snow and wind chill, arrrrgh makes me so not want to go out anywhere.
