Hmmm. So I'm sitting here at my friend Maia's computer, typing away with absolutely nothing in mind to talk about. We were all bored as shit, so we decided to order some movie off of "Movies-On-Demand". Looking for something that we knew would be utterly retarded and stupid, we settled on watching "The Cheerleader Massacre", because well... Who really likes cheerleaders anyway? (Sorry, if you do... I can't fucking anyone who feels the need to lead me in any type of "cheer".) It seemed like a good idea at the time. Being halfway through the movie so far, I've come to the understanding as to why none of us had heard of this movie before... It sucks. Very, very badly. It's actually painful sitting through this movie. Yes, it's that bad. Having had to actually pay for it, which sucks immensely to think about, we're already too far into it to stop now. My friends could have taken some MiniDV cameras into the woods and made a better film. I'm all for some low-budget, indie-type shit, but this is bad, no matter how you look at it. I'm getting the feeling, that when porn stars no one has ever heard of decide to make a "real" film, this is the kind of shit that comes out of their decision making process. It's just stupid.
And yet, I'm still watching to see what happens.
Tomorrow the Suicidegirls are going to be doing their thing in Charlotte, and I will be there with my friend Stephanie and her husband Chris. I will most likely be stoned and/or drunk off my ass for the festivities, so everything should be pretty damn fun.
So yeah, my hair is blue. Some old Army guy who comes into my work all the time asked me, "What the hell happened to your head, young man? Do you have a dress on under there?". I couldn't stop laughing. This old man probably thought I was crazy. I had to walk into the back and sit on a stack of milk crates, I was laughing so hard. All these little teenage girls with little red streaks in their hair keep telling me, "I love your hair"... I just think it's all hilarious. The fact that complete strangers can bring me to tears from laughing uncontrollably, while I'm supposed to be working, seems to make the day go by faster, if only by a tiny, tiny bit.
I think it's time for another cigarette. My roommate Jason, who also happens to be a coworker of mine, worked with me last night. We decided to start acting really ghetto-gangsta for some reason, and before we knew it, we had a nice little fight going on behind the counter. That shit was pretty fun. We need to do that kind of thing more often, I think. He was hitting me in the face with a cardboard box full of coffee, and I was standing on his foot, punching him in the back. This was a "for fun" type of thing, we weren't mad at each other at all. No animosity at all. Just sheer boredom. It was fun. I ended up with half a bottle of caramel down my leg, which is pretty fucking gross, but it was worth it. I can't think of a better way to kill ten minutes or so...
I'm eating sour gummi worms right now. I normally hate candy and sweets, but they're quite yummy at the moment. Shower scene is going on, on TV, what with the movie still going and all... Oh shit. Someone's about to die. You know that's the only thing people wait for, in these types of movies. It's what I'm wating for, too. The fact that some deranged person is running around killing cheerleaders, is this movie's only saving grace...
And that's it for now. I would go out right now, to go skate somewhere about town, but it rained earlier and everything is fucking wet right now. Skating is a no-go for the time being. Last time I skated in the rain, I tried to 50-50 a bench and ended up slipping in some water and nearly killing myself. I'm too lazy to explain what happened, but believe me, I've found out exactly how far my spine can bend backwards before I scream like a little girl...
"Fuck them, my best friend's dead... We're getting the fuck out of here..."
"But come on, we can make it"
"Don't go..."
"Aaah.."
This movie is so, so silly. I wonder if anyone else in town is watching it, and if so... WHY?
See ya later...
And yet, I'm still watching to see what happens.
Tomorrow the Suicidegirls are going to be doing their thing in Charlotte, and I will be there with my friend Stephanie and her husband Chris. I will most likely be stoned and/or drunk off my ass for the festivities, so everything should be pretty damn fun.
So yeah, my hair is blue. Some old Army guy who comes into my work all the time asked me, "What the hell happened to your head, young man? Do you have a dress on under there?". I couldn't stop laughing. This old man probably thought I was crazy. I had to walk into the back and sit on a stack of milk crates, I was laughing so hard. All these little teenage girls with little red streaks in their hair keep telling me, "I love your hair"... I just think it's all hilarious. The fact that complete strangers can bring me to tears from laughing uncontrollably, while I'm supposed to be working, seems to make the day go by faster, if only by a tiny, tiny bit.
I think it's time for another cigarette. My roommate Jason, who also happens to be a coworker of mine, worked with me last night. We decided to start acting really ghetto-gangsta for some reason, and before we knew it, we had a nice little fight going on behind the counter. That shit was pretty fun. We need to do that kind of thing more often, I think. He was hitting me in the face with a cardboard box full of coffee, and I was standing on his foot, punching him in the back. This was a "for fun" type of thing, we weren't mad at each other at all. No animosity at all. Just sheer boredom. It was fun. I ended up with half a bottle of caramel down my leg, which is pretty fucking gross, but it was worth it. I can't think of a better way to kill ten minutes or so...
I'm eating sour gummi worms right now. I normally hate candy and sweets, but they're quite yummy at the moment. Shower scene is going on, on TV, what with the movie still going and all... Oh shit. Someone's about to die. You know that's the only thing people wait for, in these types of movies. It's what I'm wating for, too. The fact that some deranged person is running around killing cheerleaders, is this movie's only saving grace...
And that's it for now. I would go out right now, to go skate somewhere about town, but it rained earlier and everything is fucking wet right now. Skating is a no-go for the time being. Last time I skated in the rain, I tried to 50-50 a bench and ended up slipping in some water and nearly killing myself. I'm too lazy to explain what happened, but believe me, I've found out exactly how far my spine can bend backwards before I scream like a little girl...
"Fuck them, my best friend's dead... We're getting the fuck out of here..."
"But come on, we can make it"
"Don't go..."
"Aaah.."
This movie is so, so silly. I wonder if anyone else in town is watching it, and if so... WHY?
See ya later...