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I've added an entry after months of journal-reclusion (that's right: joureclusion).
And guess what? It's not gonna have anything in it.
Confessio*: While many of you once bright-blooming General Discussioneers or Off-Topickers have retreated to your snug, pillared, cave-like journa-caves, pulling a giant rock behind you to nearly-seal off the mouthy entrance, thus protected from the eeevils of the real world, I have not. You may have noticed. I haven't posted an entry since . . . well . . . I don't want to open up another damn page just to go back and find the date of my last entry, so I'll just say since late 2003. I started out enjoying the journals, but then my interest dwindled. It was a little too much work for yours truly, given that I still frequented GD and enjoyed such. This may shock you, but there are still quality people over at GD. At the very least, the quality people have more fun now slapping around the really stupid people. While GD is no paradise, when was it ever? Oh shut up with your nostalgic piddle-paddle. Anyway, I will probably not be posting too many things in this journal from now on, if ever.
Some have used this function to keep up their thoughts on movies, which is good I think. Some still have actual discussions, though I would not really identify them as such since it doesn't feel like an open forum so much as individual responses between chuckling friends, worthy of a fence between them, a short one so they can rest their forearms on the top. Tucked away back in the corners of the world, these journals aren't open-air. There is just something unwholesome about them. If you love em, more power to you. I read some journals now and then, but they seem to me [primarily] places of worship where people can talk about how interesting their lives are, when, more often than not, they're not. Hey, I'm no Tom Cruise-hopping-in-bed-with-trannies, either, so I can't truly complain. Then again, I never really posted biographical stuff. Ehh, I just dunno. It all seems so pointless. Like we have this desire to be in the spotlight, or think we are in the spotlight, and have others listen to us and commend us on our hilarity or wit or pat us on the shoulders. I never cared for it. It just wasn't fun for me. If it is for you, again, more power to you [/totally serious].
Since I spend so much time in GD, I'll be there if you need to find me. I'll be talking about movies, actors, directors, and - when the planets occasion to align - what I did on my summer vacation.
On a side note, how the fuck can anyone actually choose their mood from that ginormous list!? My mood is "Quietly, Ruminatingly, Teeth-baringly Obese."
*no I didn't spell it wrong, its latin for confession, jesus if you people weren't so freaking dumb I wouldn't have to explain these things ;)
P.S. Btw, give some of my previous long-form reviews a gander. I like them. And I want you to like them. And I want you to smile courteously and applaud me. Just trying to get into the Journalistic Spirit of Things.
P.P.S. You know, I dunno why I'm being this way. Odd mood I guess. Obesity'll do that for you. Peace out. Much love.