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Warren Ellis » God Hates The World


If anyone recognizes these people, please go fork their yards or something.

Seriously? Are they kidding? I am SO not showing that crap to Cris, dude, or we'll never hear the end of it.

And that's all the energy I have for that drama.

In other news:

I Am Legend.... Mattie loved it. I loved it too, but it was a bit morbid, a LOT sad, pretty depressing and not just because Will Smith has a Shelby GT and I've got, well, Hazel.

Been reading lots of Meg Cabot and Rachel Caine . Two authors I love who have my muse spinning in about fifteen directions sideways from Kat's story. But whatever, it's the holidays, as long as my muse is keeping my mind too busy to think about other things, we're good.

Getting divorced over the holidays SUCKS. I sort of hate you, J. And I do say GETTING divorced because that shmuck is still dragging this out or something. Sigh.


This writer's strike crap sucks. I totally understand, respect and support the writers, but the actuality of the strike sucks. Choirs singing Bon Jovi and Garth Brooks? Really? That's the best we can do? *sigh*. So, I did what any soap infested potatohead would do, and went to Blockbuster. Where I somehow managed to get five movies for the price of two. Don't ask me how, I have no idea, it involves a little blue keycard.

Last night's movie was Skinwalkers, a werewolf movie done the way I like werewolf movies to be done: Skip the gore and unneccessary Saw-Hostel- infested blood and yukness. Of course, it IS highly possible that I liked it because that guy from Roswell is in it.

Next up is Stardust, something with Colin Firth (if anyone gets it, what the big deal is with him, please let me know), and a couple of random muse movies.


Whoops... two hours off of work without checking in, must be about that time. Sigh. Someone shoot the holidays and get them over with. I wanna go to Florida.