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the above heading is a creation born of the distrubed (that's intentional) minds of yours truly and kateswiegehts. it is reserved for...well, I'd have to kill you.
mr and mrs smith? way mad hot. waaaay mad hot.
I've seen more movies in the past month than I usually see in a year. hoorah for long-assed intercontinental flights. the completely arbitrary and useless movie ratings:
hide and seek: blah. called the 'spooky ending' 20 minutes into it.
the movie with the driving guy and the woman's kids and they're demonic: I'm on my replacement eyeballs.
the wedding date: only saw the first half hour or so, so I can't really say.
phantom of the opera: better than I expected. still worship at the altar of Michael Crawford, who is THE phantom- and other than the twitchyness caused by the change from recitative to spoken and the changing of some of the words in the ex-recitatives, a relatively decent movie. best scene is the duet in don juan triumphant. mrow. christine is such a bitch.
constantine: I want fisticuffs of godness.
robots: eh. best character was the little sproingy coffeepot thing.
war of the worlds: freaky scientology-obsessed wacko and dakota fanning, who is a lovely girl but I agree with the entertainment tonight statement that she's like something out of Jim Henson's creature studio, plus aliens with disintegrator rays... HG, man...I'm sorry. long live mercury theatre's radio version! (was it mercury? I forget.)
mr and mrs smith: said it before. sayin' it again. mad hot. although I wonder how different the movie would be with Johnny Depp or John Cusack instead of Brad Pitt.
can't wait for charlie and the chocolate factory. frightened of chronicles of narnia: disney is often blinded by dollars. exhibit A: herbie: fully loaded. they're raping my childhood memories.
mr and mrs smith? way mad hot. waaaay mad hot.
I've seen more movies in the past month than I usually see in a year. hoorah for long-assed intercontinental flights. the completely arbitrary and useless movie ratings:
hide and seek: blah. called the 'spooky ending' 20 minutes into it.
the movie with the driving guy and the woman's kids and they're demonic: I'm on my replacement eyeballs.
the wedding date: only saw the first half hour or so, so I can't really say.
phantom of the opera: better than I expected. still worship at the altar of Michael Crawford, who is THE phantom- and other than the twitchyness caused by the change from recitative to spoken and the changing of some of the words in the ex-recitatives, a relatively decent movie. best scene is the duet in don juan triumphant. mrow. christine is such a bitch.
constantine: I want fisticuffs of godness.
robots: eh. best character was the little sproingy coffeepot thing.
war of the worlds: freaky scientology-obsessed wacko and dakota fanning, who is a lovely girl but I agree with the entertainment tonight statement that she's like something out of Jim Henson's creature studio, plus aliens with disintegrator rays... HG, man...I'm sorry. long live mercury theatre's radio version! (was it mercury? I forget.)
mr and mrs smith: said it before. sayin' it again. mad hot. although I wonder how different the movie would be with Johnny Depp or John Cusack instead of Brad Pitt.
can't wait for charlie and the chocolate factory. frightened of chronicles of narnia: disney is often blinded by dollars. exhibit A: herbie: fully loaded. they're raping my childhood memories.
I = bad deviant.
but really, I have an excuse-
no, seriously. I've been on a boat.
that's right. a big sexy gorgeous god-I-love-and-miss-her boat. the Robert C. Seamans, and she sailed me from puerto vallarta mexico to papeete tahiti, and now I've faced reality and have returned to land.
boohiss.
but prepare for an inundation of deviations. I suppose I could even post a few pictures of the globe o' doom. nyep.
so the caffeine rush has finally dissipated. at 0333. bedtime.
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mra.
moved. living in boxes. twitchy.
lalalalalalallaboom. not quite sane right now; bad sleep and I miss the boyo and all I really want to do is get in the car and drive back to coeur d'alene and sit down in the middle of the glassblowing studio and not move until they teach me. and then I'd drive back here and sit in the museum of glass until the man himself directed his underlings in teaching me.
instead, I have two emails to write before I head back up the hill.
for more boxes.
fæn.
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wax model almost done! whee!
now the fun begins....investing...ugh...
gleee!
I have started forgework. mmmm... yay.
I now have a bitty little wonky-shaped bit of steel that is almost sort of knifeshaped if you squint sideways at it. mraha! I win.
..except now that means I have more projects to finish by the end of the semester...and I test for my black belt on tuesday. eep.
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