I really really want one of those nice soft foam swords I saw at Toys-R-Us a couple of days (okay, weeks) back. They'd be the perfect thing to hit myself in the head with. Or maybe one of their foam clubs with spikes would do nicely too? Grah, if all else fails, there's the cold tune marinating in the freezer. A nice good slap from that and I'll be riiiiiight back on check.
Went out today with the usual people. It was supposed to be a movie, but in the end we all went home with our ticket money. May well have been a blessing though :D I mean, when your choices look something like:
1) Sing To The Dawn
2) Quantum Of Solace
3) Saw V
4) High School Musical 3
5) The Coffin
You definitely know what you'll be choosing. For me, it's (2) or nothing. I'd much rather hide behind the popcorn counter than risk my sanity for HSM3 or STD (haha), and would rather meet my ends violently than to allow myself to willingly be put through Horror Movie Torture™. I get somnia problems just trying to watch documentaries relating to the supernatural and paranormal. And the funny thing is I'm picky about the kind of thing I'm scared off. Bizarre-o.
Bleeding war scenes? Boring.
Vampires? That's fine.
Werewolves? Oh, fine.
Execution? Oh sure!
Exorcism? ...Maybe...
Floating people? ....NYUUUUUUU
Pft. Quantum of Solace was better when the man playing James Bond was a strapping hunk of handsome that could actually justify the number of women he had warming his bed. The man playing him these days is too old to be actually even be a feasible partner. Even for a fling. So, he has nice blue eyes and is a wonderful character personality and actor, but he's too old dammit. They should get some charming handsome man, not old middle-aged guys. Even Brad Pitt would be a better choice, if his wife didn't mind. The 007 guy nowadays makes me go "...Wow, he didn't sprain his back or something?" instead of the "OMIGEESQUEESOCOOLETCETCBLAHBLAHILOVEYOUSOMUCH!" that the Bond guy used to do to people in the 80ish times. Sad.
Anyway, we dropped by the Music Establishment and bored Rachel out of her brains while we browsed. I love the store and its concept lurh, it's pretty and sparkling and is amazingly stocked. The only thing I wanted to buy was 34 bucks though D; Gah.
Then we walked around, met up with Abigail, had KFC, made Rachel come to a decision and buy something from the darned shop, shopped for presents for Phi and slacked around. For a couple of hours and got lost trying to find the exit. We also stopped by this doll store to listen to this guy introduce his pretty little dollies to us, then went on for our trip to find the exit. They only found the exit because of mwuah though! Mwuahahahahaha. Went home by bus because I deperately needed some shut-eye.