the handsome devils all you can eat buffet
I am in a pretty bad mood. I got some free passes to the animation festival in town and I went to see this movie called Free Jimmy. It is about an elephant that some guy has addicted to drugs and the elephant is all sad and used up looking and he is in this shitty circus. Anyway the guy sews a bunch of drugs inside the elephant to smuggle them around and all these people are after it and at the end the elephant dies and it is the saddest thing ever. Some crazy shoots it in the butt and it's super graphic showing all this blood shooting out of the elephant, I dunno it made me feel sort of ill and I bawled my eyes out and it sucked. Whatever it is that is hooked up in my brain wrong makes movies way too intense for me because you are not supposed to want to puke and fall into a depression spiral when you see a cartoon elephant die. ugh. Also the climax of the movie was super intense like felt like I had to leave because I could not handle the suspense.
Also I took tonight off which is the first weekend day I've ever taken off in two years just to go out and do something and I lost my stupid keys so I am stuck at home by myself doing nothing not earning money and being depressed.
waa waa waa
Montreal was kinda fun. The show I was on had an audience of all dykes and also one transvestite who was a lesbian I guess too. They were all like TALK ABOUT VAGINAS!!!!!
ummm seriously. I am not being exaggeratey.
I stayed with Deanne and her girlfriend and they live in the oddest apartment I have ever been in. Their bed is a built-in bunk bed on top of their kitchen and from up there is this other hole that you can get to with another bed. Whatever I would die if I lived in that bed cus i would just fall out of it or fall down the stairs or something. Also there are stairs that go nowhere and also the stairs to get the the apartment are fucking CRAZY crooked.
I had pretty much the shittiest sleep ever last night and I woke up right early cus I was super uncomfortable and I had hangover delirium and I started to pretend that I was everybody's grandma and I was all being all oh, go make your old gran some breakfast and I was walking around with the broom handle and pretending it was a cane and being manic. Then everyone hid from me. Umm, whatever my crazies are going thru a "vibrant" stage I guess. Also, tho if I ever get a show; innit I am going to go the gym and pretend to be peoples grandmas and make them let me use the machines. |
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