Bruce Cambell could kick YOUR ass...
Man I love the Evil Dead. Today (well...yesterday now I guess) I had most welcome sleep in, then got forced to go for a Chinese with Kelly (aka The Most Annoying Woman In The World) and Hayato (Japanese flatmate who is virtually invisible, he is never seen or heard and practically the only proof I have of his existence is the odd mug sitting in the sink).
For moral support I enlisted my friend Will, who now is not my friend and won't move in with me next year.
Kelly is just like your Grandma in the body of a 20 year old girl. Only without the occasional pocket money, or good cooking. She nags you, she eats making a weird slurpy noise that once you've noticed you hear ALL the time, she sits staring at you while you watch tv, and she FOLLOWS you (this is 4 months of annoyance built up, excuse the bitchiness). It's just bizarre, she listens for the kitchen door when you go in, then she appears and follows you as you go to your cupboard to get a mug, then to the kettle, then to the table, then to the tv...she drives me up the wall.
The meal was actually quite nice, we went to this place that I had seen during the day and thought was actually shut down. Apparently not. I ate with chopsticks for the whole thing, and didnt make a mess
Rice is easy when there's lots and it's all sticky, but when you're down to the last bit you're left watching it slip through the chopsticks like sand. Or I am. I've never understood how you eat peas with chopsticks. I had difficulty with bits of water chestnut that formed like a vaccuum seal with the plate so i coudnt pick them up...like trying to pick a ruler up off a desk. Unless it's only me that happens to.
Got back and played Mortal Kombat until we got bored, then switched it off to find Evil Dead 2 on tv, right about the part where his dead girlfriend's head is attached to his hand. Fantastic.
Man I love the Evil Dead. Today (well...yesterday now I guess) I had most welcome sleep in, then got forced to go for a Chinese with Kelly (aka The Most Annoying Woman In The World) and Hayato (Japanese flatmate who is virtually invisible, he is never seen or heard and practically the only proof I have of his existence is the odd mug sitting in the sink).
For moral support I enlisted my friend Will, who now is not my friend and won't move in with me next year.
Kelly is just like your Grandma in the body of a 20 year old girl. Only without the occasional pocket money, or good cooking. She nags you, she eats making a weird slurpy noise that once you've noticed you hear ALL the time, she sits staring at you while you watch tv, and she FOLLOWS you (this is 4 months of annoyance built up, excuse the bitchiness). It's just bizarre, she listens for the kitchen door when you go in, then she appears and follows you as you go to your cupboard to get a mug, then to the kettle, then to the table, then to the tv...she drives me up the wall.
The meal was actually quite nice, we went to this place that I had seen during the day and thought was actually shut down. Apparently not. I ate with chopsticks for the whole thing, and didnt make a mess
Rice is easy when there's lots and it's all sticky, but when you're down to the last bit you're left watching it slip through the chopsticks like sand. Or I am. I've never understood how you eat peas with chopsticks. I had difficulty with bits of water chestnut that formed like a vaccuum seal with the plate so i coudnt pick them up...like trying to pick a ruler up off a desk. Unless it's only me that happens to.
Got back and played Mortal Kombat until we got bored, then switched it off to find Evil Dead 2 on tv, right about the part where his dead girlfriend's head is attached to his hand. Fantastic.
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it's the SG thing to do. be rewarded for beauty and all.
I'm sure you'd have Bubba Ho-tep and If Chins Could Kill in no time.
oh, and "Happy VD"
I like the way that sounds, lousy consumer holiday.
Your house mate kelly sounds rather like one of my cow-orkers. You can hear him eating an office away and as far as intelligence or at least retaining what we try to tell him., well he reminds us of Father Dougal. Its nice to know I'm not the only one cursed with people like that in my life