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trinityvixenMommy said I had the best kind of credit card bill when I went home this past weekend: I had overpaid and thus had a credit on my credit card. About $60 worth.
So, what have I done? Gone ahead and spent it, that's what. The money's already gone from my bank account, right?
I have been itching to see movies again, like I did with Mumford. A week or two ago, it was Sliding Doors, so, boom, have purchased it from DeepDiscountDVD (thank you![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
darkling1 for linking me to this site--these aren't movies it's worth paying much for, so it's best to get them cheaply, even if several weeks later than I'd like). While I was looking for Sliding Doors, I remembered I didn't yet own The Bourne Identity thought I do own The Bourne Supremancy. Identity is arguably better, has a more curious and interesting plotline, Supremacy is darker, more intense, and has Karl Urban without the chipmunk cheeks. So, cross The Bourne Identity off my list of "To Buy: DVDs."
Then, today, my latest impulse movie-itch was Cecil B. Demented. It must be the influence of too much Blade stuffs in my life of late--not to mentionxannoside's hilarious review of Alone in the Dark--but I'm starting to remember that, hey, Stephen Dorff is pretty hot... I mean, uh, talented. Yeah. Good recovery. Since I'm not about to shell out $$ for Fear.com, I wouldn't accept money to watch Alone in the Dark, and because I'm actually getting sick of Blade films (wonder of wonders), Cecil B. Demented seems a good choice.
I really loved Cecil B. Demented, though the ending was a bit lame in some respects. I particularly loved the way that Cecil's crew hurt themselves when Melanie Griffiths put in a crap performance, and Alicia Witt standing up at the porn theater, screaming, "It's me! Cherish! And I need your hardcore help!" This has been making me crack up all day. Last week some time, I referenced another quote from it, so maybe this fixation isn't totally out of the blue--I was telling someone about the one guy who said something like "Before drugs, I used to have so many problems. Now, I only have one problem: drugs."
Oh, and uh, I guess I said I was tired of Blade stuff, but when I went to deepdiscountDVD, they, uh, well, they had a pre-order up for the unrated version of Blade: Trinity, and....Well, I did title the subject of this post "poor impulse control," right? So, yeah. It's not even March yet, and the DVD isn't out until the end of April, and I won't get it probably until some time in May, but at least I've got it coming to me. By the time they charge me for it, though, well, that credit I started with will probably be long gone.
I should probably go back and order a few hundred more DVDs on that excuse--Hey! it's not out yet, so I won't be charged right away, which is kinda like having it free!--but I won't. My birthday's coming up, and I'll wait and see what monies I get from relatives (here's a big fucking surprise: Bet I don't get anything from my Godmother, not even a mention of my birthday at Dana's wedding). I hope a get a million monies, so I can buy more Zim to annoy Carrie. Oh, wait, I already have lots of Zim. Maybe I'll watch Zim today....
My tallest? Hey! Hey! Hey! My tallest? My taaaaaaallest! My tallest! Hey! Hey! My tallest!?
So, what have I done? Gone ahead and spent it, that's what. The money's already gone from my bank account, right?
I have been itching to see movies again, like I did with Mumford. A week or two ago, it was Sliding Doors, so, boom, have purchased it from DeepDiscountDVD (thank you
darkling1 for linking me to this site--these aren't movies it's worth paying much for, so it's best to get them cheaply, even if several weeks later than I'd like). While I was looking for Sliding Doors, I remembered I didn't yet own The Bourne Identity thought I do own The Bourne Supremancy. Identity is arguably better, has a more curious and interesting plotline, Supremacy is darker, more intense, and has Karl Urban without the chipmunk cheeks. So, cross The Bourne Identity off my list of "To Buy: DVDs."Then, today, my latest impulse movie-itch was Cecil B. Demented. It must be the influence of too much Blade stuffs in my life of late--not to mention
xannoside's hilarious review of Alone in the Dark--but I'm starting to remember that, hey, Stephen Dorff is pretty hot... I mean, uh, talented. Yeah. Good recovery. Since I'm not about to shell out $$ for Fear.com, I wouldn't accept money to watch Alone in the Dark, and because I'm actually getting sick of Blade films (wonder of wonders), Cecil B. Demented seems a good choice.I really loved Cecil B. Demented, though the ending was a bit lame in some respects. I particularly loved the way that Cecil's crew hurt themselves when Melanie Griffiths put in a crap performance, and Alicia Witt standing up at the porn theater, screaming, "It's me! Cherish! And I need your hardcore help!" This has been making me crack up all day. Last week some time, I referenced another quote from it, so maybe this fixation isn't totally out of the blue--I was telling someone about the one guy who said something like "Before drugs, I used to have so many problems. Now, I only have one problem: drugs."
Oh, and uh, I guess I said I was tired of Blade stuff, but when I went to deepdiscountDVD, they, uh, well, they had a pre-order up for the unrated version of Blade: Trinity, and....Well, I did title the subject of this post "poor impulse control," right? So, yeah. It's not even March yet, and the DVD isn't out until the end of April, and I won't get it probably until some time in May, but at least I've got it coming to me. By the time they charge me for it, though, well, that credit I started with will probably be long gone.
I should probably go back and order a few hundred more DVDs on that excuse--Hey! it's not out yet, so I won't be charged right away, which is kinda like having it free!--but I won't. My birthday's coming up, and I'll wait and see what monies I get from relatives (here's a big fucking surprise: Bet I don't get anything from my Godmother, not even a mention of my birthday at Dana's wedding). I hope a get a million monies, so I can buy more Zim to annoy Carrie. Oh, wait, I already have lots of Zim. Maybe I'll watch Zim today....
My tallest? Hey! Hey! Hey! My tallest? My taaaaaaallest! My tallest! Hey! Hey! My tallest!?
