11:18 p.m. - 04.08.2004
I want my Jesus chocolate now!
I just got back from seeing Hellboy. I fucking loved it. It was pure entertainment. I think they did a good job adapting it. I was worried about the cheesy one-liners factor but it wasn't too bad. The best part about Hellboy is that he loves kittens and saved a whole basket full of them from a gross, squiggley monster.
The ending was very phallic, all horns and giant hands stuck in holes and big, squirty explosions.
I've been pretty sickly all week (flu, leftover cancer complications) but since I felt better tonight I decided I deserved to go to a movie if I want. I missed clases all week long and I haven't done anything at all worth shit. I haven't even read any of my books. What a prick.
I 'm going to work tomorrow, anyway, so there. We get off at 1 though because it's Happy Cruci-fixation Day (get it? fixation? ahhahah. um. grr). Thank you Jesus, for getting me out of work early! And also thanks for all the sweet Easter baskets over the years. Oh, wait, that was that big, scary bunny.
I'm not writing shit lately, as evidenced by this here diary. Things have been weird. I've been obsessing again. Sometimes I worry I have a serious mental illness but then I figure if I really had one I wouldn't be worrying about it, right?
"Everyone tells me they're crazy, crazy people aren't so fucking boring..."
Bah. My stomach hurts again. I think it's that giant cherry slurpee I had at the movie.
