and the fact that I'm trying to fuck you in a church to save my mom's brain

so i bought choke on dvd the other day because a) i love sam rockwell i think he is wonderful b) because it's based on a chuck palahniuk book and as i have previously, i love his too and c) it was on special at jb for $9.98, how could i refuse. god it's a good film. the old ladies in it are so funny. and when his mother... well, you'll just have to see it. actually, if you intend on also reading the book, might i suggests reading the book first, then watch the film. going in the other direction diminishes the brilliance of the book a bit. "and what ever you do, don't rape me on the bed, the bed is silk". brilliant. heather burns cameo is brilliant. but seriously this boy can move.
my favourite part of iron man 2 was when he was all cocky about his fighter robots and he was at the conference dancing on stage. and charlie's angels when we finally find out that he's the bad guy and he starts dancing while drew barrymore is all tied up.
man im tired. i stayed up late last night not doing anything and now im exhausted. i dont think i'll make it the whole way through work tonight. i don't know, i might. i cleaned my room today whilst listening to maggie gyllenhaal reading the bell jar. i've always wanted to read it, but there are so many other books i wanna read that pop up first and when i found the audio version complete with the dulcet tones of maggie's voice i couldn't resist. she has such a beautiful voice and it makes the bell jar sound so magically elegant. i wish i spoke in a 1950s kind of drawl using amazing words like "oh darling" and "isn't he a card?" and "oh that's just elegant". i'd need a drastic wardrobe change and my hair would need to be in proper curls and not just wild untamed mane kinda curl's. pin curl's if i had the time. or rollers.
i wonder what my stripper name would be. or my roller derby one. i've been thinking about it but it's hard, i'm not that clever. i mean i have come up with alright one's for my roller derby alter ego, but i want a heaps witty one like the names of the characters on whip it.
and we're back to drew barrymore.
i've been trying to find some photo's from yesterday but i don't know where to look. i mean heaps of people took our picture so there have to be some out their somewhere, but where... i thought the age website might have some pictures, but it doesn't. i mean how is the winner of the eurovision song contest bigger breaking news than melbourne getting a world record. especially one relating to comic books, which is normally something reserved for a minority and not enough people to break a world record. i mean i understand gary coleman's death still sorta being a big news story, and dennis hopper's is definitely news worthy, but eurovision...
success. the herald sun website has a gallery. fingers crossed we're on it. could take a while to get through though. the internet has been crazy since the phone lines started going down. and i need to save the download and load capacity for iview tonight because i'll miss doctor who as i'll be at work, so i'll have to watch it on iview.
ok, so there are no pictures of lovely_girl and i. what a shame. i'll keep looking though, maybe some of the photo's will be on facebook or something.
pomegranate and cranberry juice assortments are on sale at coles. i'm feeling a little more awake now. so much juice sugar. and apparently cranberry juice is really good for the skin. and i need all the help i can get.
well here are some moves of sam's. see, i'm not making this up. if he could sing as well he'd be a modern day gene kelly or something. a triple threat.

colour fading

my rinse is fading. i don't know if i like the blond or the red better. i mean i love being sexy and red, but i also like the blond bombshell look that scarlett johansson is sporting these days. she's so glamorous. i wish i was glamorous. i think seeing as how my hair is so light already i will just go all the way now and make it white, and if i feel like going red later on then i will. the boy likes me either way.
today lovely_girl and i went to the comic shop to look at hot girl comic book super heroes and get inspiration for competitions for saturday. we also wanted to find costumes that would be easy to put together and that wouldn't cost us a bundle. lovely_girl is going as catwoman which requires tight black leggings, tight black leotard, black boots and a cat mask, maybe a whip for good measure. or maybe something fancier, depending on what kind of catwoman she wants to go as.

i'm going as black canary because a) it's easy and b) she's a blond babe. i got fishnet stockings today, i have the leotard already, i'm going to borrow my mums black boots [same size feet], so all i need now is the choker, the leather jacket and some gloves. the_boy said he was going to go as green arrow. in comic land green arrow and black canary are together, so it works out well for us. maybe we can set up lovely_girl with a nice cute batman. what a story to tell the grand kids...

grand_kid "how did you and grand pa meet nan?"
lovely_girl "i was catwoman and he was batman, and the rest just came naturally."

anyway, this is what my baben' alter ego looks like.

the green arrow is a bit of a dorky looking dude so i'm not going to ruin the wonderful aesthetics of my blog with a picture. you can google him. and if you don't want to, just imagine a slightly camp, comic hero version of robin hood [if you can].
while we were in the comic shop today we found some doctor who comics and were rather smitten with the fact that the comic book doctor looks like david tenant. this got me thinking. perhaps new doctor who comic doctor will look like matt smith. oh man, what a dream. next time i'm in the comic shop im going to ask the comic book dudes to hold me the new series of the doctor who comics as soon as the comic doctor starts looking like matt smith. i went looking to find when this might happen but when i googled doctor who comics i found this. no, you are not mistaken, this site does enable you to make your own doctor who comics. ah-maze-ing. god, how good would matt smith look in comic form... hot. i would buy two copies of the comics and put the pictures on my walls. yummy.
but i'm not allowed to go near matt smith on account of me having the boy and lovely_girl currently being single [but perhaps only til saturday, if you're reading this batman, be at fed square at 10am] so she has bagsed him. though he is on my list with edward norton and sam rockwell, so when i am allowed near him again, it's on.
i signed up to the chuck palahniuk fan site mailing list because i was reading the ebook on saturday night and found out that he consults closely with the site people, is a bang up guy, and answers all of his fan mail. he is not accepting fan mail at the moment [i think because he's working on his next novel] so i have signed up so i know when the address to send fan mail to is put back up on the site as soon as it happens so i can send him a letter telling him how much i love him and to come to australia.
anyway, every one has gone to bed which means the heater will go off soon and as it is still raining and i love falling asleep with the heater on when it's raining outside im going to go straight to be now and read the real [non-abridged for dumb people] version of "do androids dream of electric sheep?" until i dream of sheep.

have i mentioned i hate my job?

i got into an argument with one of the waitresses i actually like tonight because i was making a dessert when another girl was already there making desserts and complaining because i wasn't helping set up for the 40 people that were waiting outside for tables that needed to be cleaned and she got angry that i didn't help and i lost it because i was helping, i reset a whole table and half of the next one until i ran out of forks and cat_bitch came over with new forks for finish setting up, so i went back to the desserts because half the people on the tables they were going to had their desserts and the rest of the diners were waiting and i over estimated how long they'd been waiting a little bit and she came over to show me their dockets and how long they had been in the restaurant for and thus they could have waited and i said "yes, and in the time it took you to find that docket and prove your stupid point you could have been getting drinks off your tables, meanwhile, i've looked after mine and i can help without distractions now". yeah, that told her. what a fucking idiot. i raise my voice far too much considering how much i'm getting paid. and then she had the nerve to tell me to knock off at 10 when i only started at 6.30, so i told her i started last and that wasn't fair, send someone else home, and because she's all chummy with the others she didnt. oh well, fuck, at least they got their just desserts when the had to clean up the chuck in the mens toilets resulting in them chucking themselves. bitches.
i ended up signing off at 11.15, which gives me a total of 4 hours and 45 minutes worth of pay this week. yep, i asked for 3 shifts and i got 1. no wonder i have less than $100 in my bank account for the first time in about 7 months. we got quite a few tips though, which was good. $5. that's nothing for the boy at his work. one public holiday eve he got $75. that's more than i will make in wages this week, and he made it in tips alone. i want to work where he works, but he'd never let me. i really need a new job.
when i got home i walked in to find my dad and his younger brother watching an old sean connery james bond movie. then they started talking about tv shows they watch and my uncle said he's been watching doctor who and we had a little chat about how good the new series is. dad said he thinks it's funny that i watch it and i told him that the new doctor is a babe. the male parental unit then asked his sibling if he watched it because the new doctor is a babe and he answered "no i watch because his companion is a bit of alright". so i went onto the boys facebook where i send him hot pictures of karen gillan and showed him some baben' pictures of the companion. she is very hot. and i am the coolest niece ever. and the best girlfriend. the boy loves me sending him pictures of the doctors fine companion.
i think she is so fine that i have dyed my hair red again. a bit more orange than it used to be, i used to dye it quite a dark red, but karen gillan's is natural and that's the effect i wanted. it's still a little light because my hair being blond and all is very light. im not quite used to it so im not sure if my rash decision to go rang again was a good one, but i'll get used to it. and the boy won't mind at all.
i am currently loading an e-book called "reading chuck palahniuk: american monsters and literary mayhem". i love chuck palahniuk. he's pretty much my favourite author. i mean i love the great gatsby, it's probably my faveourite novel, but other f. scott fitzgerald books i've read have not enthused me too much. i'm thinking that the tattoo i get will be the last line of the great gatsby around my wrist like a bracelet. i've had that in my mind for a while so i think i will get it. a little while ago i thought i might get the lyric from the beatles song tomorrow never knows which goes "turn off your mind relax and float downstream, this is not dying" because it's existential [which is the philosophy of life i like to think i follow] and it's quite beautiful. this is living, not dying [although it is, if chuck has taught us anything it is that on a long enough time line the survival rate for everyone drops to zero] so we should make the most of it. but if you look at the quote at the side of my blog there, you'll see that i really love the gatsby quote.
i'm going to go learn me a bit about reading chuck palahniuk now.

shit, a gay MP

can people just get over the fact that there are men out there who love men. now the media is hounding NSW transport minister david campbell because he was shot coming out of a gay club. he has had to stand down from his position as transport minister but shall continue to represent his electorate. the media are trying to be a bit ok with the fact that he is perhaps gay [as all he was shot doing was coming out of a "gay sex club" which i think is evil media language for strip club, but sex sounds seedier] they're just sort of outraged by the fact that he used his governmental car to get there. oh shock horror. and the NSW premiere is all "as a woman i am worried about his wife and his children" [i was paraphrasing there but that's the gist] and no-one seems to be concerned about the fact that this pretty old man is having a little bit of a personal crisis, i mean he's married and has a family, but he seems to be having some feelings that are perhaps new to him. why isn't there anyone trying to help him? i mean if his confusing feelings weren't enough he has people all "he shouldn't be using his car like that" "he should resign", blah blah blah.
in other gay news, babe-a-licious doctor matt smith is going to play Christopher Isherwood in the new film Christopher and His Kind where he shall star alongside douglas booth, who played boy george in Worried About The Boy. douglas will be a street sweeper who becomes matt's lover. mhmm. matt mackin' on with a boy. i am even more determined to become famous now and star alongside matt smith as his lover because it seems he's willing to kiss anyone. that would be an absolute dream come true. not that i'm not happy with the boy, but seriously, how awesome would it be to say that you've made out with a doctor [not the medical kind, the timelord kind].
i'm thinking of dying my hair red again. i just love karen gillan so much, she's adorable. and the boy really likes red heads so i'm thinking i might go back and be all baben' again. i don't know. i'm torn. i like my blonde hair, and i do really want to get my hair bleached white, but i'm so torn, i keep finding old pictures of my red hair and i just love it, it was so low maintenance. i've done something very gen y plastic and put the thought to my facie friends. let someone else decide because i just can't.
i think i'll go have some tea and look in the op shop, maybe buy a red rinse or something. i feel like some green rose because it's awesome and makes me feel super groovy. and i have not been to the op shop for ages. i really really really wanna look like this...

oh when will this year end...

i'm not going to complain about uni this time because i'm sure anyone who may be actually read this would be getting sick of it. poor little privileged capitalist sitting in her lecture theatre getting a higher education. :( how sad for you, you have to struggle so long for a degree to get you a job with a per annum pay cheque that will buy you all the creature features you don't need to survive on a basic human level but crave anyway in your decadent existence you. so no more uni complaints [for now] and in three weeks, none for ages as i will be on holidays.
so i finally caught up with some past doctors who's on iview and after yet another solid 42 mins of matt smith [have i mentioned he's a babe?] i decided i wanted to learn more about the doctor and his many faces for i went onto the library catalogue and borrowed all the doctor who dvds in the rmit library collection.

are you salivating yet?
i am. god i love his hair. i wish the boy would do his hair like that. super sexy. i don't think i'd ever put my pants back on when he's around.
so on the holidays when i borrow some of these and i come back from my little detox from life where i'll be healthying it up at the beach for a week, i shall be a proper expert and shall start collecting figurines of the doctors and maybe even a blow up tardis.
i've been feeling a little run down. i blame the assignments personally, but it may just be this bug catching up with me [everyone in my family has had it and somehow, until now, i avoided it]. i wanted to have some tea when i finally got home [the train was broken so i left uni at 4 but didn't get home til 6] but i felt a little too ill to stomach it so i resorted to lemsip instead. i hope i don't make myself worse by missing medicine. i haven't taken anything properly medicinal, i just had some zinc, echinacea, vitamin b and c, garlic, fish oil, other stuff that has ridiculous names that sound like bob geldof's children and are totally un-pronounceable. i don't think those things would mix badly. i mean you cook those things together. i think broccoli has them all maybe. whatever, if i have a turn for the worst i will let you know so that in future you won't make the same mistake.
what is the afl's problem with players being gay? seriously, i know all the jock types whose careers revolve around this circle are massively homophobic and seem to be somewhat misogynistic, example:

football player: wanna go back to my place.
me: no.
football player: you should.
me: why should i?
football player: because i play afl.
me: i don't care.
football player: you should.
me: well i don't, so get over it.
football player: most girls would kill to go home with me.
me: so go find one of them.
football player: what's your problem, do you know who i am?
me: no, i follow soccer.
football player: k bai.

but really, ian roberts came out and he's a rugby player, which if you went up to new south wales and heard the people up their going on about gay F L, that rugby would be worse but he became a real icon and was honoured at the tate modern in london. so really guys, get over it. people are gay and it's a beautiful thing that they aren't demonised the way they used to be. i mean if it wasn't bad enough that they still can't get married, have ivf or adopt, they have dickhead football players saying it's inappropriate. get you head out of your ass.
i can't remember what i really got on here to say so i'll just leave it there.

doctor who

tonights episode of dr who was scary. i still don't want to think about it. those weeping angels. *shudders*
but anyway, after we watched the episode and dr who confidential came on the boy was laying with his head at my legs and his feet at the other end of the couch, so he was upside down to me. i swear, upside down the boy looks like matt smith aka the babin' new dr. i sure did luck out indeed. i tried to take a picture to show him what i could see but i couldn't get my phone at the right angle. disappointing. he'll have to sit with his face upside down to me from now on so i can perv on my own little dr who. i need a poster of the new doctor and his babin' companion.
i don't mind the boy liking her. he still really likes ladies of the red headed persuasion. i wonder if he's disappointed that when we met i was only faking it? i'm a blondie now, and hopefully soon after getting some more shifts and getting some more money i shall have white hair, but i won't put a return to red headedness completely out of the books. having red hair is pretty easy and low maintenance. although my roots have been coming through fairly, well, fair. my hair tends to do that, it really responds to colour. i love my hair. i wish is would hurry up and grow a bit quicker though. i mean it grows remarkably and almost unbelievably quickly, but i really want beautiful long flowing hair that covers up the important bits venus de milo style. or is that eve in the shell? i get them mixed up a lot. i'm not really a classic art aficionado. i know the mona lisa's and statue of david stuff, but i;m more of a modern art lover, lichtenstein and man ray type stuff.
why is hair so expensive...
in other news, i'm hunting down a poster of a huge amount of the DC comic book characters because the boy is more a DC guy, but he has a big poster with heaps of the marvel characters on it. i also wish to acquire a green lantern t-shirt, a proper one with the logo on it, not like some shitty picture of the green lantern on a t-shirt. it's proving to be quite hard. i think all the nerds in melbourne have already got them all and because there are so few nerds in melbourne they will not bring out any more. and apparently comic book people [as in the shop kinds] haven't seen a good poster of the dc universe for a while. but i'll keep looking. i'm determined.