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Sheer procrastination
May. 24th, 2004 07:26 amNeaaarrrrgggghhhh.
That roughly sums up my current feelings and also intellectual abilities, really.
On Saturday, I watched Kill Bill, which I thoroughly enjoyed. It wasn't brilliant, but it was a nice time-filler. I was then going to watch LOTR, but El Parento came home. We ended up doing the IQ test thing, which I felt rather gratified in. Is 116 good? Ah well, even if it isn't, I beat my mother. Always a plus side.
Woke up disgustingly early and lay there in bed just thinking "Why, god? Why? Why the HELL am I wide awake at 5.30am on a Sunday morning?" Luckily, someone was listening as I fell asleep and stayed there until midday.
I didn't do anything all day, but I do blame Andrew for this. He phoned me up and we ended up going to go and see Secret Window together. Since it's just about to come off the cinema, we were the only ones there. That's always fun, really, as we could do what we wished. More importantly, there was a new Orangee advert. They really do amuse me. This one isn't quite on the level of the whole "Make me bleeeeed Gunther!" level (that sounds so wrong out of context) but it was a LOTR one with Sean Astin.
("Okay, I've got this idea about a romantic comedy set in New York..."
"Why not New Zealand?"
"Becaue New York is integral to the story."
"Ah, but New Zealand is integral to our story! We're going to make the FOURTH one in the trilogy!"
"Yes, the Lord Of The RingTONE!"
"This idea sucks! A trilogy is three. Three, I tell you!"
[Sean Astin jumps down to the table revealing that he has left a bagel and that he also about three foot high. The camera pans back to the English guy on the Orange board.]
"Nassty Hobbit has left his precious food, Master!"
"You know that voice creeps me out. Stop it. Stop it!")
The film was dire, though. Word to the Deppettes - don't bother. I guessed the twist a grand total of fourteen minutes in, leading to a rather dull film. However, the new M. Night Shylaman film looks good. Theories that it's about leprechauns have been mocked, though. Weird...
Went home. I appear to be burnt. See? This is why I don't go out into the sun. I burn and I do so horrendously. This means that as I watched Armageddon (I prefer Deep Impact, I think. Although Liv is shockingly attractive in this film) I was basically lathering myself in aftersun and mentally going through my wardrobe for anything that will cover it up and not hurt. There's a suprisingly large amount - I'm used to this kind of pain.
Alas.
So now I am creased up in sunburn pain, I am having the Period Cramps From Hell which truly don't help, and oh yes - I have an English exam tomorrow afternoon. Am not prepared, but at the same time, I think that I am. What else can I do other than obsessively look over my notes and hope for the best? Nothing, that's what.
Also feel a small amount of joy that I've finished a module's worth of notes in history. It was a genuinely good moment when, upon looking at the trial of Strafford, floodgates just opened, resulting in me shrieking like a banshee at the dog. "Strafford made the king angry and humiliated! Wasn't helped by Irish Rebellion and Militia Bill! Bungled Coup! Went to Hampton Court! Set up Court in York! Parliament made preparations for war! Nineteen Propositions! Raised stndard at Nottingham! Edge Hill battle! WAR!"
That will make sense to all of 26 people, all who are in my history class, none of whom are reading this. I felt good, though, knowing that the info really is there. I just need to dig it out.
Weird dreams last night. To be precise, I got fired from work. This is probably going to happen somewhere along the lines (most popular current idea is that I'll end up going crazy and setting the place and/or customers on fire) but where the drea came from was odd. Why on earth would I steal a till? More importantly, why would I protest and start rabbiting on about my rights?
I think Dracula was also involved in the dream. Well, I know he was, as was Armand (considering I haven't seen the film in a while, recreated perfectly) and also Louis. Extremely weird. But the good part of the dream. *grins*
I think I will now console myself in retail shopping. I said when I got paid I would buy Flash Gorden, I shall. Just so that the next time the Resident Lunatics meet up, they will know the geniusand the excessive camp of that film. Also, Brian Blessed! More importantly, there is Interview With The Vampire for £5.49. Impulse buyer? Oh yeah.
Well, I should go back to revision. *sigh* Actually, I shouldn't have just bought that - I'm staving off buying Return Of The King until after my exams because I am weak and will end up watching it rather than revising.
Procrastinating? Yasureyabetcha.
~Hathy_Col~
That roughly sums up my current feelings and also intellectual abilities, really.
On Saturday, I watched Kill Bill, which I thoroughly enjoyed. It wasn't brilliant, but it was a nice time-filler. I was then going to watch LOTR, but El Parento came home. We ended up doing the IQ test thing, which I felt rather gratified in. Is 116 good? Ah well, even if it isn't, I beat my mother. Always a plus side.
Woke up disgustingly early and lay there in bed just thinking "Why, god? Why? Why the HELL am I wide awake at 5.30am on a Sunday morning?" Luckily, someone was listening as I fell asleep and stayed there until midday.
I didn't do anything all day, but I do blame Andrew for this. He phoned me up and we ended up going to go and see Secret Window together. Since it's just about to come off the cinema, we were the only ones there. That's always fun, really, as we could do what we wished. More importantly, there was a new Orangee advert. They really do amuse me. This one isn't quite on the level of the whole "Make me bleeeeed Gunther!" level (that sounds so wrong out of context) but it was a LOTR one with Sean Astin.
("Okay, I've got this idea about a romantic comedy set in New York..."
"Why not New Zealand?"
"Becaue New York is integral to the story."
"Ah, but New Zealand is integral to our story! We're going to make the FOURTH one in the trilogy!"
"Yes, the Lord Of The RingTONE!"
"This idea sucks! A trilogy is three. Three, I tell you!"
[Sean Astin jumps down to the table revealing that he has left a bagel and that he also about three foot high. The camera pans back to the English guy on the Orange board.]
"Nassty Hobbit has left his precious food, Master!"
"You know that voice creeps me out. Stop it. Stop it!")
The film was dire, though. Word to the Deppettes - don't bother. I guessed the twist a grand total of fourteen minutes in, leading to a rather dull film. However, the new M. Night Shylaman film looks good. Theories that it's about leprechauns have been mocked, though. Weird...
Went home. I appear to be burnt. See? This is why I don't go out into the sun. I burn and I do so horrendously. This means that as I watched Armageddon (I prefer Deep Impact, I think. Although Liv is shockingly attractive in this film) I was basically lathering myself in aftersun and mentally going through my wardrobe for anything that will cover it up and not hurt. There's a suprisingly large amount - I'm used to this kind of pain.
Alas.
So now I am creased up in sunburn pain, I am having the Period Cramps From Hell which truly don't help, and oh yes - I have an English exam tomorrow afternoon. Am not prepared, but at the same time, I think that I am. What else can I do other than obsessively look over my notes and hope for the best? Nothing, that's what.
Also feel a small amount of joy that I've finished a module's worth of notes in history. It was a genuinely good moment when, upon looking at the trial of Strafford, floodgates just opened, resulting in me shrieking like a banshee at the dog. "Strafford made the king angry and humiliated! Wasn't helped by Irish Rebellion and Militia Bill! Bungled Coup! Went to Hampton Court! Set up Court in York! Parliament made preparations for war! Nineteen Propositions! Raised stndard at Nottingham! Edge Hill battle! WAR!"
That will make sense to all of 26 people, all who are in my history class, none of whom are reading this. I felt good, though, knowing that the info really is there. I just need to dig it out.
Weird dreams last night. To be precise, I got fired from work. This is probably going to happen somewhere along the lines (most popular current idea is that I'll end up going crazy and setting the place and/or customers on fire) but where the drea came from was odd. Why on earth would I steal a till? More importantly, why would I protest and start rabbiting on about my rights?
I think Dracula was also involved in the dream. Well, I know he was, as was Armand (considering I haven't seen the film in a while, recreated perfectly) and also Louis. Extremely weird. But the good part of the dream. *grins*
I think I will now console myself in retail shopping. I said when I got paid I would buy Flash Gorden, I shall. Just so that the next time the Resident Lunatics meet up, they will know the genius
Well, I should go back to revision. *sigh* Actually, I shouldn't have just bought that - I'm staving off buying Return Of The King until after my exams because I am weak and will end up watching it rather than revising.
Procrastinating? Yasureyabetcha.
~Hathy_Col~
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