CrystalGeezer
My secret's my enzyme.
I just agreed to go to a comedy show friday with friends and they're staying over, I guess they're making a weekend out of it. Now tentative plans to watch Alien in a cemetery? I kind of just want to cancel the whole weekend. I feel like it's cancelling a gig though. I texted "Meh" to the alien thing. I'm turning into a troglodyte. It's funny what a cozy home will do to a person.
Gonna vent for a second here. So they come to LA under the pretext of "relaxing" then fill the time with going here and there and doing this and that and half the time we're stuck in traffic. THen when we get to where they want to go there's little to no discussion of said activity, just mindlessly doing it and WHILE doing it, thinking about the next thing to fill up the time. I'd rather sit in the AC eating peanut butter pretzels playing The Rise of Atlantis.
I didn't like Alien the first time I saw it. Why would I want to sit in a cemetery with a bunch of hipsters and watch it?
Gonna vent for a second here. So they come to LA under the pretext of "relaxing" then fill the time with going here and there and doing this and that and half the time we're stuck in traffic. THen when we get to where they want to go there's little to no discussion of said activity, just mindlessly doing it and WHILE doing it, thinking about the next thing to fill up the time. I'd rather sit in the AC eating peanut butter pretzels playing The Rise of Atlantis.
I didn't like Alien the first time I saw it. Why would I want to sit in a cemetery with a bunch of hipsters and watch it?
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