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to my own head
I've been having mild headaches since the most extreme symptoms of my disease abated. I think it's because I stopped taking sudafed. Oh the irony. Last night I tried to use a small amount of coffee to fix this, but it didn't work, and this morning I knocked over the coffee cup that was still next to my keyboard. I hope the keyboard works later, but right now the backspace and T and P aren't working properly. I do have another one but it's not as nice.
Anyway the headache made me want to lay around doing nothing, but that was slightly boring, so Reg and I watched Righteous Kill, which was not just a waste of 2 hours. I like me some dumb action movies, but dumb thrillers are a little less bearable. I don't know what the hell Pacino and DeNiro were thinking. The script itself was cheesy but could have gone somewhere under the hands of a capable director, which this guy really wasn't. I can't think he said more than "OK, you be an asshole, and you be cool" to Bobby and Al. I mean they did it quite well, and Pacino nailed some of the cheesiest terrible lines with aplomb and sincerity, but they alone could not save this cinematic travesty.
Anyway the headache made me want to lay around doing nothing, but that was slightly boring, so Reg and I watched Righteous Kill, which was not just a waste of 2 hours. I like me some dumb action movies, but dumb thrillers are a little less bearable. I don't know what the hell Pacino and DeNiro were thinking. The script itself was cheesy but could have gone somewhere under the hands of a capable director, which this guy really wasn't. I can't think he said more than "OK, you be an asshole, and you be cool" to Bobby and Al. I mean they did it quite well, and Pacino nailed some of the cheesiest terrible lines with aplomb and sincerity, but they alone could not save this cinematic travesty.