Like many many many people, I watched the third X-Men movie last night. It was enjoyable for me - ok, I was literally trembling through the second half of the rumpus at the end. I guess all I really have to say is that now I just want to read all of the comics, just so that I may hearken back to a time when (I am told) Rogue was a badass and assassin and shit. I'm all about badass characters, and was totally glad Storm showed more of that badassery that she's got.
Really stressing out about money these days. Pretty sure that if I don't get a paycheck on Monday, I'm not going to be able to make rent. And with my roommate being sued by a credit card company for not making a payment in a year, and HER fearing that another two companies are going to come after her ass pretty soon... yeah, things are tense.
Oh well. Things could be worse, I suppose. As always, I want to be taking pictures and trying set idea after set idea, but it's not looking like I'm going to get much chance. Not feeling too sexy these days as it is. Just tired. Worn out. Worn down.
Um.. happy note? I love the smell of sawdust. I love walking into the scene shop and just standing and breathing. I love the sound of the tools going; the saws, the drills, the sanders... I just plain love set construction, building platforms and flats and stairs and shit. It's wonderful. I'm sort of wishing that I could do the summer theatre this year, but my money problems would be even worse, and I'd have even less time. Ah, but I'd love every minute of it.
Fuck, what a downer journal entry. Have a naked picture.
Really stressing out about money these days. Pretty sure that if I don't get a paycheck on Monday, I'm not going to be able to make rent. And with my roommate being sued by a credit card company for not making a payment in a year, and HER fearing that another two companies are going to come after her ass pretty soon... yeah, things are tense.
Oh well. Things could be worse, I suppose. As always, I want to be taking pictures and trying set idea after set idea, but it's not looking like I'm going to get much chance. Not feeling too sexy these days as it is. Just tired. Worn out. Worn down.
Um.. happy note? I love the smell of sawdust. I love walking into the scene shop and just standing and breathing. I love the sound of the tools going; the saws, the drills, the sanders... I just plain love set construction, building platforms and flats and stairs and shit. It's wonderful. I'm sort of wishing that I could do the summer theatre this year, but my money problems would be even worse, and I'd have even less time. Ah, but I'd love every minute of it.
Fuck, what a downer journal entry. Have a naked picture.
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I saw X3 too and was rather let down by it. Maybe it was because X2 was so damn good. See, I never minded the little changes; ages of Rouge and Iceman, Rouge not having a Southern accent or her not being raised by Mystique, all of that I could accept for the sake of a good film. But X3 having people die and loose their powers right out of the blue, that is some bullhockery!!
Oh and as always, you are very beautiful!!