Part Six: Fuck Dying I'll Hijack a Mech
Why would I ever want to write for a living? I'm not going to make any money and no one is going to take me seriously. Except my Mom, but forget that shit. I'm not particularily well read or well spoken, nor am I very funny or terribly interesting. It is an opportunity for supreme laziness and sloth, a state of mind and animal I am extremely fond of. Whatever the case, my future depends on me doing something I'm bad at.
And I don't believe in lessons and learning. How stubborn and ignorant is that? Maybe if I believed in lessons and learning, I wouldn't be so stubborn and ignorant, but I don't! So it's not like I'll become a better writer. Well, I could always write for Rolling Stone.
Part Seven: Harrison Ford's Popularity is Staggering
K-19: The Widowmaker is on TV. And not like Network Billionaire TV, I'm talking shit tv. Cable. Fucking AMC. It's the year 2005 and this movie is only 3 years old and I'm watching it for free. Can you imagine living in 2002 and seeing this movie and finding out you could have seen it for free at you leisure in just THREE years? That's why I need to honor the poor souls who saw this shit movie by watching it now, with the freedom and comfort of late night cable television. Late night being the key word. Why is this film on late night cable television? It was made by a major studio with big name actors. This is mind boggling and then I realized it made perfect sense:
Harrison Ford is in it. Harrison Ford is in it and people love him. Or they think they do. He's no one's favorite actor, not anymore. Liking him a lot is like liking Nicholas Cage. I mean, you can, but why? They're just not that good, in any way. Nicholas Cage is a bald creep and Harrison Ford is worse. He's a humorless, boring old bastard who probably likes George Bush. And now because of him and K-19 I'll be tired all day at the pointless-why-did-I-say-yes work I have tomorrow from two to six. It's going to suck and all I'm going to be thinking about is this fucking movie.
And then I hear his hilarious Russian accent, and it all falls away into glory and beauty. So, in the honor of the 10 or so people who saw this calamity in the theatre, I watch. Every boring word from boring Harrison Ford is so super bogus, I leap from my seat and dance, dance the dance of life!
Which means I'm going to get blueberry pancakes tomorrow and bust a load...of fun!
Sexy Request Time:
Special Treat: What should I write my next journal about?
Why would I ever want to write for a living? I'm not going to make any money and no one is going to take me seriously. Except my Mom, but forget that shit. I'm not particularily well read or well spoken, nor am I very funny or terribly interesting. It is an opportunity for supreme laziness and sloth, a state of mind and animal I am extremely fond of. Whatever the case, my future depends on me doing something I'm bad at.
And I don't believe in lessons and learning. How stubborn and ignorant is that? Maybe if I believed in lessons and learning, I wouldn't be so stubborn and ignorant, but I don't! So it's not like I'll become a better writer. Well, I could always write for Rolling Stone.
Part Seven: Harrison Ford's Popularity is Staggering
K-19: The Widowmaker is on TV. And not like Network Billionaire TV, I'm talking shit tv. Cable. Fucking AMC. It's the year 2005 and this movie is only 3 years old and I'm watching it for free. Can you imagine living in 2002 and seeing this movie and finding out you could have seen it for free at you leisure in just THREE years? That's why I need to honor the poor souls who saw this shit movie by watching it now, with the freedom and comfort of late night cable television. Late night being the key word. Why is this film on late night cable television? It was made by a major studio with big name actors. This is mind boggling and then I realized it made perfect sense:
Harrison Ford is in it. Harrison Ford is in it and people love him. Or they think they do. He's no one's favorite actor, not anymore. Liking him a lot is like liking Nicholas Cage. I mean, you can, but why? They're just not that good, in any way. Nicholas Cage is a bald creep and Harrison Ford is worse. He's a humorless, boring old bastard who probably likes George Bush. And now because of him and K-19 I'll be tired all day at the pointless-why-did-I-say-yes work I have tomorrow from two to six. It's going to suck and all I'm going to be thinking about is this fucking movie.
And then I hear his hilarious Russian accent, and it all falls away into glory and beauty. So, in the honor of the 10 or so people who saw this calamity in the theatre, I watch. Every boring word from boring Harrison Ford is so super bogus, I leap from my seat and dance, dance the dance of life!
Which means I'm going to get blueberry pancakes tomorrow and bust a load...of fun!
Sexy Request Time:
Special Treat: What should I write my next journal about?
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this is one of the primary reasons i want to write for a living.