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Whoo, I got Bob Marley cranking on my kick ass headphones. I feel so Marley-ish right now.
I just opened my Boss Nass Epipode One action figure. The pervert I am, I looked under his robe. You know what? He's actually slimmer than you think. It's his robes that make him look fat.
I also picked up three more battle droids from Wal-Mart. I'm gonna make an army! I couldn't find any of the clear battle droids though.
I think I should run down to K-Mart and pick up one of them trade federation droid ships too. They had it for only $17.99.
I think I decided. If I can find a Darth Maul, I'm gonna buy it and open it. That way, I won't feel as if I've tapped in the storage/retirement plan supply. Maybe I should just pick up one of those action Darth Mauls instead cause it's about the same size as the action figure and a little easier to find.
George Lucas seriously fucked my mind. Even in the movie review for Overpublished, I'm constantly sticking in Star Wars references. I can't lay off the damn movie.
I finally checked out the Koolau theaters and I had to practice serious restraint in order to not see The Phantom Menace again. I mean, new theaters to experience the film in, right? Plus, I heard that when Anakin's walking around on the Tattooine desert, you can see Darth Vader's shadow just like in the teaser poster. Evil huh?
Oh shit, get this! For the X-Men movie, they finally cast Wolverine. I'm not too sure how I feel about the choice: they picked an actor named Dougray Scott. The only thing I've seen him in was as the prince in that Drew Barrymore movie Ever After. Aside from that, I'm really not familiar enough to make a judgement. He's gonna be the villain in John Woo's Mission Impossible 2 but... I don't know.
I mean, I guess compared with the other rumor choices... Mel Gibson? No fucking ways. Harvey Keitel? Uh, was there a nude scene avaiable? Keanu? Snikt. I still thought Russell Crowe would've really kicked ass as Wolverine though. (He was the bad-ass cop in L.A. Confidential.)
New rule: there's something seriously wrong with fiction writers. I'm not just making some cute self-effacing comment either; I'm fucking serious. They are some totally flawed individuals. They either have nothing better to do with their time or they just got some serious personality quirks from hell.
Because of my lateness of the movie review, I've been avoiding Overpublished, but finally yesterday I bit the bullet and called him. Got my extension no problem, but jeez, he was getting a little neurotic with scheduling there.
I kinda feel bad I missed The Great Hawaiian Hope's thesis defence. Besides him being an extremely cool motherfucker, I always wanted to see a thesis defence since I'm never gonna have one of my own (sniff, sniff).
I wonder what The Great Hawaiian Hope's flaw is...
By the way folks, I need your guys' help big time. I went down to Casper video and it turns out, they don't really have CDs anymore which means I'm totally fucked. I'm looking for a Japanese pop song called I LOVE YOU. The thing is, I have no idea who sang it and no one else I know knows either. All the information I could get was that the singer died either of suicide or a drug overdose.
I seriously need help finding this Japanese song cause I'm totally late on Dental Chick's birthday already. HELP!
You know, I really haven't been doing much else lately. I've been really weak at the gym for some reason. I've been trying to put on some serious weight cause when I go to Vegas next month, I'm not gonna work out for over a week and I know I'm gonna lose a shitload of weight so that's kinda a bummer.
I'm in love with this new Cybex incline press machine. I could sit there pressing all day.
Oh, weird one. I saw La Femme Nikita at the gym the other night. I was downstairs doing cardio and I heard tapping on the window. She waved and I waved and that was that. Thank God I didn't have to think of anything to say.
I've been neglecting my legs. I haven't worked on them for almost two weeks. I seriously gotta start doing more squats.
No. I seriously gotta start punching in at work cause I have to somehow pay off all these action figures and compact discs from CD Now. Those fuckers sent me a $10 off deal and I couldn't resist so I picked up a couple Naughty By Nature CDs and the Kid Rock one because I was drunk and groovin to that song he played on the MTV Movie Awards at the hotel...
I got a serious beef with the voters of the MTV Movie Awards. How the living fuck in a bunch of bananas did Jet Li lose as Best Villain?! That was so fucking rigged. I mean, wasn't it totally fucking obvious that the winners knew they won? Fucked up.
The thing that's even more disappointing is that the show was so fucking funny. Mike Myers did a whole shitload of new "Shh"s. Oh, but my favorite was ArmageddoN'SYNC. When all the guys from the group were sitting around Lisa Kudrow playing animal crackers and she was going, "Uh, this isn't making me horny AT ALL already. STOP IT!" That was too fucking funny.
