I finally got around to seeing 300 today, and it kicked as much ass as I had hoped it would.
Here's a rough breakdown of my reactions to the film:
25% Damn, those Spartans are really hot.
9% Yay! My education in classical civilizations is not useless!
7% I mean, those dudes are really, really hot. Mmm.
4% Leather man-panties!
2% Aww... Sad.
1% Is that the new dude from Lost?
1% Holy shit! Arm-Swords!
Current Music: Klaxons . Atlantis to Interzone
Sometimes I wish that I could behave like a normal human being when I'm drinking. Alas, I cannot. Tonight is yet another example of this.
After 3 bottles of Bawls, 5 shots of vodka, and 3 beers, I decided to reorganize my attic, clean the storage room, and get started on the disaster that is my kitchen. At Midnight.
I gave personalities to my dishes, nearly passed out while resting on the ladder to the attic, and told a stain on the floor to "Eat Swiffer, Bitch!" while wearing elbow-length yellow rubber gloves, a skull-patterned bandanna over my mouth and nose, as I triumphantly waved a half-empty Rolling Rock in the air.
I really hope that I didn't disturb any of my neighbors. It's one thing for a neighbor to complain if I play my music too loud, but it's completely another when I'm drunk, have gone batshit crazy, and am in the middle of an imaginary war with my garbage.
Current Mood: Drunk
Current Music: Man Man . Banana Ghost