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It was over. The intensity of a centuries long chase lotfed in the air, to stubborn to go away. Andrea stood over him waiting for something. If she is thinking anything remotely like David, she is wondering if there is any more...expecting more.
She lifted the sword, ready to strike. Constatine closed his eyes, tired from holding onto survival.
"No!" David said.
Andrea patiently stood motionless.
"You don't have to do this, you have a choice."
Andrea lowered her sword and grabbed Constatine by the neck. He gurgled, spitting up bubbles of blood. Andrea tossed him aside, "Why is it that every time the notion of choice is brought up, people expect you to do the commonly right thing?"
She walked over to Constantine, "The concept of mercy as a higher good does not sway my choice." She stabbed the sword into his head.

May E-bay burn in fucking hell.

Well actually UPS or whatever shitty mailing service that charges import fees.

I recently bought this thing, and I got dinged more than I ever hoped for. Granted anything has it's price, but to tell the truth, even for these particularily rare items it totally is NOT worth it...at least to me.

The point being I'm not a cheapskate, I will buy something worthwhile, but this is beyond worthwhile. This is aggrivating. WTF happened to NAFTA? Why the fuck do I have these import fees that I have to pay? And why the bloody hell is it that my GBA purchase bundled with 4 games, which is HELLA more expensive than this time, has LESS import charges than the items I paid LESS FOR? Is there some sort of sado-masochistic fuck working at the border mail office who decided to get a hard on for dinging me an extra amount of obscene money thus making my purchase even LESS worthwhile to me?

Never again will I go so far to get something from outside the country I live in, in order to get sort of item I desire, unless it's for me....period.

Mall rats.

No not the movie. This is more about the new arrival of the Movie Theatre in town. To tell the truth, I never encountered mallrats before, even in the hey-dey where they was a place for said Mallrats to occupy, the Arcade in the mall. However now, it just seems with the arrival of the new movie cineplex, the mall rat population just exploded. Ok maybe not, but it's not really something that can be ignored.

However it isn't at typical mall rat, but more of a combination of smokers and mall rats considering that most of them reside in the un-officially designated smokers pit to the west side of the mall entrance (the side with Safeway on it) which is pretty peculiar.

Also I noticed how downtown, especially the area around with Elena's has become more slummier with the loss of the Lido theatre. It goes to show on how even one building of family entertainment can brighten up an area of the city, and darken it if it's loss.

First week at the gym

It was good. I am glad that Rob is enthusiastic about this as much as I am. It's been pretty long and I haven't been sore like this for a long time. Plus it was also pretty fun to figure out that time flies by pretty fast when you are having fun at the gym which I am. I just hope that in the end, Rob doesn't find me too demanding of him, but then again he's pushing himself and that's always a plus.

I was thinking of giving him a goal to work for, and that would the the Gogo image he wants put upon a L shirt. So in order to actually wear it, he has to get down to a size L. Fun fun fun....but ultimatly a kinda wrong incentive. Well he more chipper now and I hope that this year when he works his ass off, like he usually does, he's not as tired nor grumpy as a schumpy as he usually is.

Here's to you Rob...YOU ROCK!

It's too easy....just too easy.

Underworld review:

Most stunted movie ever. Script was horrible. Corset over a leather suit defeats the purpose of wearing a corset OR a leather suit.

1/5 stars.

Spun Movie Review (Obvious Spoilers)

If Requiem for a Dream was a sort of cold hard (albeit cleany shot) look at the wonderful world of drug abuse....Spun is it's cheaper, grungy, black satirical counterpart.

Spun is a pretty unknown film as much to say, but I do say is one of the more refreshingly directed films I have seen recently. In it stars our favorite geek of the 90's Jason Schwartzman...best known as the guy from .Rushmore.

Now to reflect on Jason for a bit, he had basically high hopes for his acting career. If anything he was a person to look out for, and was actually one of the more genuine people I did want to look out for as opposed to other acclaimed young actors like James Franco and Ryan Gosling. The point being, he was more interesting because it wasn't that Jason shown some sort of deep interesting character in a dramatic indie movie....but because he brought something deep to a indie movie which was supposed to be a sort of comedy....a certain deepness that should be respected.

Of course his other films that featured him such as Slackers basically was overshadowed by his great performance in Rushmore, not to mention of his band as well. Of course Spun isn't a film that basically brought him from the brink of career death, because I think in reality what is shown is that Jason is a very directable person, hence this film is more about directing ability than actual actors themselves.

Brittany Murphy is in it....yes *that* Brittany Murphy.... of Just Married. However to tell the truth, this isn't a role that plays on her bubbly exterior, instead she joins the upper tier of actresses who basically risked career suicide and played a really grungy role that basically made farting on camera seem like Mother Teresa talking to the lepers. She joined the likes of Meg Ryan starring in Hurly Burly; Jennifer Connelly in Requiem For a Dream and Cameron Diaz in Being John Malkovich. The point is Murphy was good, not great, but good enough to show that she can go further than miss blonde of the month.

Basically Spun is about Ross, played by Jason, who wants to basically score some crank. Eventually he becomes a chauffeur for The Cook, played by Mickey Rourke, doing odd-jobs for him. In some cases, this film does show aptly reflect how it would be to be awake for like 2-3 days hyped up on smack. With small details that your subconcious picks up suddenly directs all your attention to it. Why I say that this film is a satire is because this is seriously a situation where anything funny, is so from an outsider's POV but if it ever happened to you, you wouldn't be laughing so much. Parody makes fun of something, in hopes that it will promot change. Satire is pointing out the humour in something that will never change and there is no hope in.

And that kinda hope does eventually come in and just slaps you in the fucking face. One scene shows Ross meeting up with his ex-GF for which he owes a hefty sum to. At first she is shown in this ethreal light, that just makes her glow and look exxageratly beautiful. But in the end, whe she steps out of the light, she still looks as beautiful but only when compared to the glaring trainwreck that is Ross, a toad out of the swamp who happened into a field of daisies.

If anything, this part totally shows it's Don't do drugs attitude, if any. In someways the director manages not to bring us into the world of drugs, readily embracing it...but keeps us at a distance, like observers on the street curious on the wrong-doings happening in the local crackhouse down the block.

Well rating it...I'm to tired to rate it really. Meh.