you're dead, I've killed you.

Hanna was Ill. Eric Bana was a total Bamf, and the german dude who was hired to track down Hanna was I hope purposefully written and costumed in the likeness of the homicidal youths in Funny Games. It was like the Bourne series of action films, except instead of the political drama and somewhat nebulous love story, it's about the responsibilities of raising a child. Also, the the chemical brothers rocked the shit out of the soundtrack.

Camo shorts go with everything

I don't know where the time goes. I'm convinced that there people who smoke my time away for me. I don't have enough time to do all the things I'd like to do, so I end up spending most evenings watching netflix. maybe I should make a schedule for myself, divide my fun and personal cultivation into consumable segments, but i admit that sounds pretty gay. I need to see a doctor. Maybe I'll use my smartfone as a personal digital assistant/bitch and get some kind of app that I can put my schedule into. Maybe I can get an app that tells me what to do at all times of the day, for the rest of my life.

sister ray

Sometimes I get really paranoid that I was born with some kind of intense social disorder that manifests itself in such a way that my mind actively erases any memory i might have of it's occurances. That would be fucked up.

I inherited a bunch of hats from my great grandpa, they're all really nice but none of them fit my huge melon.

yesterday I was in line to buy a sandwich with some friends, to enjoy in the park, when it was my turn the lady at the counter took the order of my friend who was standing behind me. I was confused, even sad for a moment perhaps for being dismissed so. My state of elevation didn't help me sort the confusion. Ended up eating a pretty good sandwhich with some of my favorite dudes though, saw a sweet-ass german shepard too. reminded me of Max.

what do you call two gay antelopes in New York?

Can't-elopes.

saw limitless today, very enjoyable, more interesting cinematographically than i anticipated. the ending sucked.

I wonder if there's a name for the sudden and ephemeral mania that is developed around the subject of a movie that's just been watched? like after I first saw mighty ducks I played hockey for maybe 6 months and after watching fightclub it's a very natural feeling to wanna punch people. Limitless, more so than normal, makes me wanna be intelligent, take designer drugs, and conduct important bizness with Robert Deniro.

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I should move somewhere, this isn't working.

Creating a Brian Jonestown Massacre station on Pandora is a great idea.

I'm learning alot at my new job, but I find myself increasingly obsessed with money, since there is little else to offset my debilitating boredom and general dissatisfaction with living at home. If i'm gonna be working all the time, i might as well make a shit ton of money while i'm at it.

or I could get a tattoo and take my mind off of it.
pretty bad-ass, no? The building burning down in the background is the facade of the Crystal Palace. Have to work on the line weights still.

Gulag Lite

Ramblin', truckin', stuntin', stayin' paid. My future plans are none too detailed, got a job learning the biz behind shop drawings for cnc aided custom carpentry for the well-to-do. Kitchens, Bathrooms, Master Closets, Entertainment centers, Living Rooms, Dens, all covered in paneling, crown mouldings, case mouldings, base mouldings, capitals, archways, constructed over european hinges, jambs, studs, upper stretchers, rollouts, overlay construction, face frame constructions, adjustable shelving, and the like. Cousin's furniture, John claims that they have the reputation of drawing the nicest, moste legible shop drawings, making work easier for the installers, electricians, and other contractors on the job, since the drawings are comprehensive to 1/32 of an inch, taking details into account that the architect glosses over. My boss more or less challenged me to pick up the basics as fast as i could so that I can start learning to use the 5-axis mill to produce intricate pieces of furniture. It's really an amazing opportunity, i'm the only limit to the strength of my position, it's just unfortunate that it forces me to stay at home.

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Don't get me wrong, this video is done very well, technically it's crafted with obvious care and skill. However, what was really the point? The video was described on The Awesomer as:

Imagine, if you will, that Wile E. Coyote and the Road Runner were a couple of human beings instead of cartoon characters. Thanks to this short, you don’t need to imagine. That’s all Folks!

It sounded like a cool idea; Interpret the Road Runner and Wile E. Coyote as two humans similarly occupying that vast expanse of whatever desert road located in the vacuum of the southwest United States. However, what we are treated to is an replica of a Chuck Jones bit, recreating panels with actual landscape and live actors. The special effects were very polished and worked well. But I was expecting a looser interpretation, like one guy really trying to off some other dude in the middle of the desert, with just lots of schemes that mirror in reality the intensity and psychosis of that fucking coyote and that oblivious shit-eating grin of that big ass bird. He tries and he tries and he tries with so many plans, where he gets the money to order shipments of rocket boots is beyond me, I'd probably use that money to hire someone else to end that purple bitch. Maybe he owes the mob alot of money, or maybe he's just a hit man with an endless supply of cash and alot of free time. The Road Runner could be a delivery boy or some shit, he's just an ordinary fuckin' person.