One more proofreading tomorrow, and I'll e-mail the story to ArcherNU. I'm paranoid that I'm committing a grammatical error that my sleep-deprived brain is missing, so I'm putting it off a little longer just to be safe. Preferably, I can find my old English 102 notes just to excerise any innate anal editing skills locked inside me. Still, I'm terribly worried about embarrassing myself, so sleep shall be hard fought.
There's an incredibly horrible scifi B movie on the television right now; the best kind of horrible scifi B movie. The kind that tries to pass itself off as deeply meaningful and artistic, but is ultimately betrayed by horrible dialogue and inconsistency. I've noticed this mostly in Italian zombie flicks, but tonight is a Frankenstein homage with Wil Wheaton as the Monster, and Rutger Hauer as the Doctor! I think it's called "Mr. Stitch", and it's worth it for Rutger Hauer's phoned performance and horrible make-up alone. Wheaton's performance, in contrast, is quite good, and his prosthetics were excellently done by horror legend Tom Savini. Overall, it is a bit dry, but the parody potential is extraordinary.
There is a snoring weiner dog in my bed. She dreams of the day that she'll finally get the best of one of the many bunnies who loiter on her turf. One day she will be triumphant. Until then, they frolic freely along the orchard and the corn field.
There's an incredibly horrible scifi B movie on the television right now; the best kind of horrible scifi B movie. The kind that tries to pass itself off as deeply meaningful and artistic, but is ultimately betrayed by horrible dialogue and inconsistency. I've noticed this mostly in Italian zombie flicks, but tonight is a Frankenstein homage with Wil Wheaton as the Monster, and Rutger Hauer as the Doctor! I think it's called "Mr. Stitch", and it's worth it for Rutger Hauer's phoned performance and horrible make-up alone. Wheaton's performance, in contrast, is quite good, and his prosthetics were excellently done by horror legend Tom Savini. Overall, it is a bit dry, but the parody potential is extraordinary.
There is a snoring weiner dog in my bed. She dreams of the day that she'll finally get the best of one of the many bunnies who loiter on her turf. One day she will be triumphant. Until then, they frolic freely along the orchard and the corn field.
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minerva1:
no no, definately not catholic 
mle:
