I’ve been busy vis a vis crafts. Call me a loser if you must, but at least I’m doing something with my free time. Something constructive. I’ve been crafting (making posters and collages) becuase I have been unable to drink. However, today I did some cleaning. I was cleaning because I was desperately searching for my super cool black DVS shoes (that in reality have been stolen by one of my sister’s friends, I’m sure) and I found about twenty bucks. Twenty bucks and a shitload of alcohol. So when the time comes to drink again, I am ready for it. YES! Now I just need to see when that time is… *looks at calendar.* Um…it would seem that the time is two weeks from now. Damn! I can’t wait that long! Oh yes I can. I haven’t been drinking in about a month and that was back when I wasn’t eating anything. So I was getting sick a lot. I may have worried Genna just a little bit. Not to worry now! My appetite for food is back now.
Damn Kill Bill is a FUCKED up movie. Now what was I going to say after that blurb about crafting and drinking? I can’t seem to remember. Aww, Bill loves The Bride. I just wish in this scene that she would have knocked on her head. That would have been SO great. And totally in character with the fucked up randomness of this movie. "I’m back daughter. With a metal plate in my head!" It would be fucked up to be in a coma for four years, wake up thinking your daughter was dead and then see her. Oh shit…I just ruined the movie for a whole bunch of people. Ha ha, I shouldn’t flatter myself by thinking that many people read this blog. And I’m not going to go back and delete that sentence. That’s my opinion and I’m sticking to it. So if you don’t want to know what happens, don’t effing read it. Of course by the time you get to my sugar and spice warning about spoiling the movie, you will have already read it and had the movie ruined for you. So I guess I did that all out of order. Well shit son.