I am going to shoot video of...I don't know. Random shit. Things here, things there. Things everywhere. Nonsense. I can title the movie, "Boring Life in Small Apartment with Cat, accompanied by Disgruntled Mutterings about Bullshit." Maybe I'll shoot video as I drive down the interstate. The film will end when I rear-end somebody, jump out of my car, drop to my knees and scream to the heavens, "POURQUOI?!" Shaking my fists the whole time, of course. Dramatic effect and all that.
I was going to dress up as Carrie for Halloween, but now I'm going to dress up as Drunk, Pissed-Off Person. But for anyone out there who is going to go as Carrie, I just want you to know: you may have spent the time and money to pour blood all over yourself and shove a tiara on your head, but you'll never be able to match my desire to kill people with my mind.
|Die, you assholes!|