Early Times+HDMI Cable=Big Screen Movie Magic Adventure

Watching Marble Hornets again on the big screen. It's amazing what you miss on a monitor. Lights out, big bowl of popcorn, best friends and shitty liquor makes for an amazing Saturday night. And yes, while everyone is watching the show I am here dear followers. Updating you on the mundane. My posts have gotten kind of lazy lately, haven't they? I will have to remedy that. If people have the decency to take the time out of their day to read this bullshit, the least I can do is put some lurve into it.

On a completely unrelated  note, I made another trip to Goodwill for books. I am almost done with one called, "Mr. Darcy, Vampyre". It's not by the same guy who wrote "Pride and Prejudice and Zombies"(which is fabulous by the by. You can't go wrong with ninja's, zombies and British period pieces) or "Abraham Lincoln, Vampire Hunter" . But none the less, it's pretty entertaining. It's not a demanding read. It is, however, lush and descriptive in its portrait of the lives of the aristocracy of the time. It's almost mouth watering. The other two books I got were also period pieces. One is called "The Dante Club" and the other "Dark Angels". Maybe some of you are noticing a theme here. The short answer is "yes". The long answer is "go fuck yourself, I like what I like and half of North America can't even be bothered to read. Don't judge me, you arrogant asshole".  

So good night/morning/afternoon to the readers I have. I hope you have a pleasant Sunday. I will spend mine watching the season finale of True Blood with Matthew.

What Happens When I am Bored

It's amazing what some free time, a couple of beers and no microwave will drive a person to do. By the by, has anyone ever looked inside the bags of microwave popcorn? It's pretty gross. I think I might just switch to stovetop popcorn all together.

The Dichotomy of Marrige

August 13th, 2011; A day that will be remembered for it's dichotomy as much as it's frigging awesome cupcake-cake. I say dichotomy for the following:

Getting married is pretty cool because:

• I get to hang out with my best friend forever.
• I will always have a traveling partner.
• I will never have to sleep alone in a bed ever again.
• He's going to be a chef and as such can cook like a champ.
• We have the same taste in movies and television.
• I have a dude who is not only a total cutie, but also thinks the sun shines out of my ass. I don't get it.

Getting married is terrifying because:

• I have to stand up in front of a bunch of people for an extended amount of time to do it. (But, I get to do it with my BFF...yeah, I went there.)
• We will ruthlessly fight and bicker on any trip we take together. (Then we will burst into laughter about how typical a fighting married couple is while traveling and be resigned to remedy it with a trip to the nearest bar.)
• He hogs the covers. (But has some kind of witchcraft that causes him to be a human conductor of heat.)
• He might make me super fat with his fantastic cooking. (I wont care. Being full of butter sauce = being full of win.)
• We do NOT have the same taste in music and literature. (But I have discovered that some classic country music doesn't make me want to bash myself in the face with a hot iron.)
• He thinks the sun shines out of my ass. I don't get it. (I really don't.)