Friday, 24 July 2009
Aren't you too old to be here?
Saturday, 18 July 2009
Cockrel's eyes and why I hate children at the cinema...
Went to see Harry Potter & THBP today. Despite some people saying "it's not as good as the book...blah, blah, blah", "it's not as good as the other films" or "they miss too much out" I really enjoyed it. Obviously films are never as good as the books (see Twilight, but the book's not that great either) and, yeah, it did feel like they left too much out, but I like to enjoy the films and the books as seperate things. If the film completely effed up the plot in the book then that would be something to complain about.
Even though she wasn't in it a great deal, I loved Helena Bonham Carter as Bellatrix Lestrange. I think she's got that psycho thing perfected, especially when she's running around a fucking corn feild singing something that sounds like a twisted nursery rhyme.
One thing I now dread about going to see Harry Potter films is that it's inevitable that it's going to be full of little kids. If you've read the books you'll know that they do get pretty dark, (Goblet of Fire onwards - hell, even Prisoner of Azkaban was dark!) and really, 5 year olds and younger don't really need to be disturbed by seeing half-bodied, bald, scrawny-armed...things swarming onto a pile of what looks like blocks of ice, while HP tries (miserably) to fight them off. Not to mention they get out of their seats to go to the toilet so much, they miss important chunks of the film and might as well have stayed home.
I also hate little kids in general. A girl sat next to me in the cinema kept looking at me every.bloody.chance.she.got. I could see her out of the corner of my eye: everytime I got some popcorn, when I crossed my arms, when I moved my foot and even when I hadn't moved at all. And not to mention all the little kids staring at me as I walked through town. "Yes I have pink hair, yes to you I may look like that gimp from Lazy Town now please put your eyes back in your head, it's distracting."
One good thing about the film? This moment: it was full of win.
Monday, 13 July 2009
XOXO
Sunday, 12 July 2009
Time for an overhaul & knitting for psychos...
Bento (written 弁当), or obento (お弁当) to use the honorific term, is the Japanese word for a meal served in a box. Beyond that basic definition though, just about anything goes as to what kind of box or container is used, as well as what is put inside that box.
Saturday, 11 July 2009
Look good, talk less, act bad
& random Michael Jackson songs
WARNING:
This is going to be a long one, with photo spam galore.
Scott Monument - 287 steps of death all the way to the top. And a gargoyle that looks a bit high.
In the Camera Obscura, the Infinity Tunnel: wall of mirrors with hunderds of coloured lights that makes it look like they go on forever. So pretty.
Me with some fibre optic lights. "Hello, this is Cthulu calling about your soul..."
Andrew going up a stairwell in Scott Monument
A random seagul that I had to take a photo of
The cool hobo musicians that I wish I was as cool as. But they don't beat the hippie dude we saw on Friday, with his dreads, sitar and joint in mouth. I know what I'm gonna be when I'm older...
The ah-mazing penguin glass and Andrew's crappy photography c:
"Captain Cabinet, trapped in cabinets, can he get out, will he get out, 'course he will"
Fail
Friday: wake up at 7:30 to the sound of Mat Devine of Kill Hannah singing Love You To Death as my alarm tone, watch Gilmore Girls 8 till 9 (L), a cereal bar for breakfast, get washed & dressed, put face on, do hair, put things back in my bag, watch some Desperate Housewives, go out at 10ish, Disney store, buy a Jack Skellington pen set and a mug for Xmas, wander over to New Look, get a dress, get a skelleton rib tshirt for £5 in the sale, go to Burger King to eat what is technically breakfast, wander around some shops with Andrew for a couple of hours, complain about the fact that a really nice dress from Topshop that was £50, go to H&M, River Island, go to HMV and buy Fight Club, go back to the car and set off home, listening to my mp3 while reading Let The Right One In (multi tasker), stop at some little seaside town for a walk or a sit on the sea wall, start back home again, finish reading LTROI, start Interview With The Vampire from where I left off about 4 months ago, get home, empty my bag, watch Fight Club, someone comes over to fix the internet, eat late, get back on the internet, totally shun the end of Fight Club, catch up on the happenings in the world, download some Michael Jackson songs (y), watch TV, go to bed about 12.
I loose connection with the world for four days, come back and find out that The Used are playing in Newcastle in September AND Yashin are playing in Newc' in Novemeber! Now all that I'm waiting for is Madina Lake and Kill Hannah to announce UK tours. I'm going to try and go to all of them. £16 for The Used, £12ish for ML & KH as a guess and £6 for Yashin = skint Faye. It's gonna be about 50 for all four, not including booking fees.
Recession? What recession?
Oh, and I have to say that the shiny new version of New York City Speed is simply amazing. So much better than the other version, which was great anyways. But I'm so, so exited for Kill Hannah's new album. It makes me sad that Jonny(aka to me at least Skinny)'s no longer in KH, but at least he's working on stuff with a new band. See how amazing the Kill Hannah Kollective is for news and updates? Oh and free, exclusive mp3's of new KH material.
Dearest Skinny,
I, along with many other KH fans, will miss your presence in Kill Hannah greatly. But I'm looking forward to hearing your new band, Polar Moon. So it's a win-win situation really...which means this may have been kind of pointless.
Dearest KH,
GIVE US A REALESE DATE PLZ
As if it's 7:35pm already. Where has this day gone? Where has this month gone even? Or this year? I mean it's July already for f's sake. I get my GCSE results in a little over a month, DO NOT WANT. Is it weird that I'm actually worried about opening that envolope? Probably not, but I guess people will expect me to be calm about it. Pssht whatever, they know nothing.
Oh goddamn I'm hungry. I think I need food...
Something else about Michael Jackson on tv tomorrow. Might watch it.
Yes, I'm that sad.