So I guess I'm a journalist now. I interned at my university's radio station from January to May and now I got my first paid gig writing a feature for the new student paper. I have no idea what I'm doing.
I've watched an incredible amount of movies while in quarantine, it's honestly just sad. Most recently I saw Hal Ashby's Shampoo with Warren Beatty, a pretty funny movie about being a boomer piece of shit and getting your dick sucked nonstop.
I Think You Should Leave with Tim Robinson is the funniest fucking thing right now. I don't think I've ever laughed harder at a show than the Garfield house sketch.
Don't want to jinx it, but I've had four good dates with a girl and I'm feeling cautiously optimistic. I know I'll fuck up the whole thing soon enough but right now it's a pretty cool situation for once.
Had some problems with Vice but liked it overall, especially the editing and the Brechtian 4th wall breaking stuff. The first hour is kind of hit and miss but it really gets going with the GWB years. Kind of surprised by the INTENSE HATE it's been getting from people tbh.
I've had two Spanish exchange students as roommates over the last year. The first one loved listening to Jordan Peterson lectures and loudly fucking chicks after playing acoustic guitar for them. The second guy moved in last week and just watches soccer with his boys.
I know the "Die Hard is the best Christmas movie" is old, so my new douchey bit is "Eyes Wide Shut is the best Christmas movie".
Actually watched it like the sixth or seventh time a few days back, might be my favorite Kubrick. Great movie about repression, horniness, not fucking and the stupidity of it all. Also the ending is heartwarming, which makes it a good Christmas viewing.
I think it was CoolioD1 who said I'd eventually just turn into LexG and fuck, I'm getting pretty close. I know my hair's gonna start falling out big time. At least I'm not fat anymore and I don't have erectile disfunction - yet.
Feels good to be back. Oh yeah, did I mention I got diagnosed with high blood pressure and have to take meds for it? Years and years of being fat as shit and when I actually lose a ton of weight I get hypertension.
I liked Sorry to Bother You as a socialist polemic, with actually some pretty solid observations on class and labor in the 2010s, but it had too much wackiness and ambitious-first-feature nonsense for my taste.