Tuesday, November 08, 2005
so i found some vitagen in the fridge. appears mother is trying to boost my immune system a week before exams start. that it will somehow perform a super miracle and turn me into a lean mean fighting machine, just like the potions in asterix which turn him into a one man army ( at knee cap height ). but thats besides the point. whats the point? oh well guess there isnt one.
so went to watch DooM with ju,kit and brandon and had 2 hours of totally mindless blasting of brains, guts, pulling off of ears, monsters getting stuck in walls, the big fat gun, an arm getting cut of by a closing door, someone getting shot in the neck, 200 thousand others getting shot elsewhere, and of course a girl with no bra. well i mean every movie has to have one of those just to make sure it atains blockbuster status. a movie about a dozen guys blasting hordes of zombies off doesnt seem as much appealing. so they just happen to be accompanied by the cutest scientist on mars ( among several odd looking men and dangerously men looking odds ). so the jist of the story is that some thing goes in your chromosomes or whatever and does something to turn you into a fucking huge man killing beast. its a bit like power rangers megazoids but without the power rangers and they arent robotic. therefore its more like the creature from the lagoon yet much bigger and much uglier. so its not much like anything but it is bloody huge. and that is scary. so everybody ( 200 thousand ) dies except the main character and the girl with no bra. ohh what a suprise! never saw that coming did we! however it was nice to just sit there and turn your brain into jello state and just watch peoples head getting ripped off. before asking each other intellectual questions like, "dude wheres the monster gone?" and "dude did you see that?" and last but not least adn we cant forget this one, "dude is she wearing a...?". we all need reality breaks. so gimme a break to go take a break dammit! ive reached breaking point so let me break a leg. other wise id breakdown and breakout into a rage and break your neck. so french written tomorrow. yipee. maybe the vitagen will work like the stuff in DooM and turn me into a lean mean frenching machine, whatever way you wanna interpret that as. until then i have my mini mars bars and ribena. ciao!
James Barr at 7:47 AM
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