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Nov. 1st, 2003 01:49 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
phosfateWore black-sequined Devil tail today. Made using the toilet a bit dicey but otherwise worked well.
Took afternoon off because vacation time must be burnt or lost, and because I GOT FUCKING PAID HOORAH. Noir disk 7, I own joo. Got Chicago on VHS ($5.00 at Blockbuster) for Mom, which she likes way too much. New volume of Utena at bookstore. Yayness.
Only a couple of trick-or-treaters this year, but we learned after The Year It Snowed to for the love of God buy candy you can eat yourself so you don't get stuck with five pounds of Smarties (the gross American kind, which is sort of like fruit-flavored asprin).
Made Mom watch Frankenstein and Bride of Frankenstein on TCM. Why do these chumps keep going on about Meddling in God's Domain when the real problem is that yer basic mad scientist has no business raising a puppy, let alone managing an artificial toddler built like Ted Cassidy? Dude, I would so have Social Services on your ass... And if the villagers are any reflection of the German character as a whole, it explains a lot about how they got suckered into huge wars twice in 20 years. Schmucks.
Elsa Lanchester = cute with her little teefies.
I spared Mom Son of Frankenstein. Normally the woman loves her some Basil Rathbone, but for some reason the idea of a third ancient black-and-white post-Expressionist horror film with camp acting made her make these pathetic cooing sounds, even though we had popcorn and everything. Poor kid.
Took afternoon off because vacation time must be burnt or lost, and because I GOT FUCKING PAID HOORAH. Noir disk 7, I own joo. Got Chicago on VHS ($5.00 at Blockbuster) for Mom, which she likes way too much. New volume of Utena at bookstore. Yayness.
Only a couple of trick-or-treaters this year, but we learned after The Year It Snowed to for the love of God buy candy you can eat yourself so you don't get stuck with five pounds of Smarties (the gross American kind, which is sort of like fruit-flavored asprin).
Made Mom watch Frankenstein and Bride of Frankenstein on TCM. Why do these chumps keep going on about Meddling in God's Domain when the real problem is that yer basic mad scientist has no business raising a puppy, let alone managing an artificial toddler built like Ted Cassidy? Dude, I would so have Social Services on your ass... And if the villagers are any reflection of the German character as a whole, it explains a lot about how they got suckered into huge wars twice in 20 years. Schmucks.
Elsa Lanchester = cute with her little teefies.
I spared Mom Son of Frankenstein. Normally the woman loves her some Basil Rathbone, but for some reason the idea of a third ancient black-and-white post-Expressionist horror film with camp acting made her make these pathetic cooing sounds, even though we had popcorn and everything. Poor kid.
