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Sigh. I refuse to dwell on regretful details because I think regret is a waste of time. So even though I'm in a positively shitty mood, I'm gonna write about some happy shit that happened last week.
Actually it isn't that happy. For reasons I don't wanna go into, I chose not to try that strange little pill called E. Turns out, I should've because the reason I decided to abstain turned out to be a moot point and I would've been okey doke the next day but anyway, everyone on the planet was rolling except me which is why I probably didn't quite appreciate the strangeness of that nightclub Venus. After reading that Spunker article on the place, I was really skittish about going but it turned out to be nothing more than a bunch of kids wearing protective face masks filled with Vicks vapor-rub while tossing a couple glowsticks around like nunchucks. Apparently I'm really talented at doing this. Yes under the blacklight it looks really neat, but maybe I didn't fully appreciate the effects of my actions because I wasn't rolling as well.
It all comes down to that strange paraphrasing of The Matrix. I should've took the other pill.
I'm actually feeling really down right now. Honestly I should have no reason for feeling down but still I guess I do. I know this doesn't really make sense. I just don't feel like talking about it; yet I'm talking about it.
It's these wonderful paradoxes that make us human.
Can't you imagine hearing Richard Dreyfuss narrarating that on the Discovery Channel or something?
Argh. Must try to be productive.
Monday, August 14, 2000, 11:04am
Depending on your definition of being productive, I did a lot of things all because, yessiree, I'm sick again. I guess being sick is my body's way of telling me to slow the fuck down and just stay home. So in no particular order, I started writing a new book, watched Ikaika quit Making The Band (Between Ruthie and Ikaika, I think MTV is officially never gonna hire anyone from Hawaii ever again. Entertainment Weekly said it best: "Now that the Hawaiian Headache is gone..."), started reading John LeCarre's The Tailor Of Panama, talked to Camel Girl for one hour and a half courtesy of Daddy's free minutes on his new cell phone while sipping a Cold Buster outside the Kahala Mall Jamba Juice, played Marvel Vs. Capcom 2 (Amazing game. You can actually buy new characters to play!) and Seaman (Extremely strange game. I actually feel a little stupid talking/yelling into my Dreamcast controller at video game polygons), and came to the conclusion that I hate 98 Degrees (the "music" group, not the temperature). Not bad for a day.
This sickness is kinda odd though. It's completely in my head. Fevers so bad that I'm seriously dizzy until the Tylenol kicks in. And other than that I'm fine with just a slightly sore throat. Very odd.
X-Men could've been so much more but you sure at least acknowledge what it did right. Whoever wrote it obviously read the comic books because you got that feeling you're in that whole X-Men kinda universe with mutants and shit. Wolverine kicked ass. Magneto and Professor X were cool as shit and you kinda don't notice that Ian McKellen is a frail, skinny old man. But then there's the bad. Yes Wolverine kicks ass but that doesn't mean you devote the ENTIRE fucking movie to him! My personal favorite X-Man is Cyclops and he was in it for what? Five minutes? Jean Grey: 10 minutes. Storm: 7 1/2. And if they were gonna go that you, Rogue should've been Kitty Pryde. In fact, I'm not sure about making everybody so damn young. Iceman was twelve fricken years old or something! And the movie was too damn short. Of all the comic book movies that require long exposition storylines, it's the X-Men! You know there's a whole bunch of shit on the cutting room floor like the love triangle thing with Cyclops, Jean Grey, and Wolverine. And I heard all the characters had origin scenes, not just Magneto in the concentration camp. The DVD better have them in there damnit!
But at least this gives the opportunity for a decent sequel since this movie made so much moolah. Let's hope they get X-Men 2 right.
