My guts have shit for brains.

Okay so I'm watching High Fidelity on Comedy Central instead of studying my kanji or reading or doing anything productive ... wtf. the satelite just crapped out. Wtf was that. By the way I must highly discourage you from watching this movie on comedy central. It's okay for me cause I've seen it before but jesus they cut so much out...it's sad... Oh there it goes, back. Okay so I'm watching this, and there's this scene where the girl in the movie's dad dies. And the guy, John Cusack, walks out into the rain, doesn't want to be found or anything, but she drives along and finds him. Then makes him get in the car and so on. She then drives to the place she used to go with her dad and asks him TO HAVE SEX WITH HER! WTF? She then takes her panties off and rides the bastard...

Fuckin' Cusack

Of course he does it...but I was thinking about it and this brings me to my point. If I were in that situation...Let's go through the motions eh?

She says what she says--I stare at her. Okay this is kinda like what's in the movie.
She explains why--I stare at her and think to myself "that's really a turn off."
She then takes off her panties or whatever they are and as she does this a look of...I dunno, disgust? Dusgust comes on my face. Woah that didn't sound right. Long story short, this situation would prevent me from even thinking about getting an erection. even her bare...Stuff...riding on me would not be able to get me interested. She tries to kiss me I would avoid it.

Where am I going with this? I dunno. This is probably more personal than most of you would want me to be. I dunno what I'm trying to say. Just haven't made a blog post in a while. Tell you what, I'm just trying to win best actor on the soul train awards.

Okay the movie's over and they went straight to infomercials! Oh shit! It's David Oreck!!! I could use an air purifier.

Also, uh, the other day something got me interested in Indiana Jones. I followed the wiki trail to a place that told you where you could get the indy jacket and whip and fedorah and everything...Even the gloves he wore...

"The gloves were supposedly borrowed from a grip on set, and the two contracts with Paramount were with Midwest and Wells Lamont. No one actually KNOWS where the gloves came from, but apparently someone came across a message stating that a bunch were ordered by Paramount in the early 80's, and it has been assumed that the Midwest glove was the one and only glove. The myth has grown to today's forum's and webpages. I remember when the original posting came up. There is nothing I know of the absolutely states where or what the actual gloves are. Only the story of the borrowed gloves by Ford." Michaelson

One thing that interested me was on that same page they told you where you could get Indiana Jones' BOIC Spectacles. I WANT THEM! I don't want the jacket, or the whip or the fedorah...okay that's not true, the hat kicks ass...But I want some damn glasses.

I do kinda need some glasses...I think pretty soon I'm going to go in to the Cal Berkeley optometry clinic, the place I've been getting my eyes tested for as long as I can remember.

And where was I? I'm totally lost. Tomorow I plan on going to Connie's (nightfeathers) dorm room to watch Indiana Jones! Whoo! Which one? I don't know, we'll figure it out. Aren't you envious? Of course you are, all none of you, whores.

Anyway, I think I'm done. I've resorted to watching Dennis Miller...His last god damned standup special...He stopped being genuinely funny when they took away the tears for fears song from his show. DENNIS, YOU NEED SOME MORE 70S AND 80S ROCK! It will make you funny again. What happened to you man? You used to be beautiful.