Movie Night

Watching movies with my mother is just impossible. She's the kind of person who asks questions throughout the movie, meanwhile missing crucial moments of the dialogue, instead of just watching it to see what happens, and because she was talking she missed a big clue and has to ask another question. Also, at bits where something is revealed in a very obvious manner, she feels the need to explain it to me even though, not only did I completely understand it, I understood it the first time I saw the movie a few weeks ago. Aw well.
My chest hurts...

I'm Baaa-aaaack!

Sorry for the extreme lack of bloginess. I have been very busy/tired. It's a new year, a new start, and how doth it begin? A summons for jury duty and freaking drama-rama at work. Seriously. Anyway, I promise to blog more regularily in future. Or something.

Musical Quote of the Day

"He would rather die
Than not get to fuck
Personally I'd rather explode"

-TISM Title: Everyone Else Has Had More Sex Than Me