Last Day of 2007
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tanarillHo-hum.
Zombie movies? Are Bad. Especially zombie movies based on zombie games which were also bad. I speak of the movie Resident Evil: Extinction. This is because Ronnie, (yes, the one whose mother died recently) was born on the 29th and as a Thing to make him feel better, we took him out and watched a horrible Zombie movie, which he liked. Or at least liked to make fun of. Typical conversations:
Zombie: [rips out dude's throat]
Mario: I say, sir, are you all right?
Chick: [crawling through air duct to escape zombie notice]
Me: Ventilation ducts are not large enough to crawl through.
Zombie dogs: [eating people]
Austen: They put ketchup on those dogs. You can tell.
Me: Why don't the dogs just eat the ketchup?
Ronnie: Maybe zombie dogs don't like ketchup.
It wasn't even scary. The ketchup was supposed to be Blood. But it wasn't.
I finally got to see my BF. JJ was all mad because he did not bring over a game to exchange with the game we already have. He was all, "I can has new game nao plz?" We Ignored him.
There is no time at which it is appropriate for neighbor children to be making noise. Ever.
I plan to eat out tonight, and then go to BF's for some mindless, PoP-time-stop style killing or random Things. And invisipervs, which are always a pain. And bubbly, for when they drop the ball.
2008!
Zombie movies? Are Bad. Especially zombie movies based on zombie games which were also bad. I speak of the movie Resident Evil: Extinction. This is because Ronnie, (yes, the one whose mother died recently) was born on the 29th and as a Thing to make him feel better, we took him out and watched a horrible Zombie movie, which he liked. Or at least liked to make fun of. Typical conversations:
Zombie: [rips out dude's throat]
Mario: I say, sir, are you all right?
Chick: [crawling through air duct to escape zombie notice]
Me: Ventilation ducts are not large enough to crawl through.
Zombie dogs: [eating people]
Austen: They put ketchup on those dogs. You can tell.
Me: Why don't the dogs just eat the ketchup?
Ronnie: Maybe zombie dogs don't like ketchup.
It wasn't even scary. The ketchup was supposed to be Blood. But it wasn't.
I finally got to see my BF. JJ was all mad because he did not bring over a game to exchange with the game we already have. He was all, "I can has new game nao plz?" We Ignored him.
There is no time at which it is appropriate for neighbor children to be making noise. Ever.
I plan to eat out tonight, and then go to BF's for some mindless, PoP-time-stop style killing or random Things. And invisipervs, which are always a pain. And bubbly, for when they drop the ball.
2008!
