• Mood: drained
• Music: Elton John - Crocodile Rock

We were hoppin' and boppin' to the crocodile rock

1. Okay. I saw the . And I found it very enjoyable, but not for the reasons I was supposed to. It...I...laughable was about all I could come up with as an adjective for that movie. It reminded me of Starship Troopers, but more *earnest*, which you know, just made it a little bit funnier. The acting was terrible in the Zion battle scenes, and oh my god what was up with the random hot dykey chick thing? Was she the entirety of their infantry? Her and the chick who's kind of with the guy from Oz? You know, the one who should be in a wheelchair? Yeah. That's about all I got out of the movie other than the fact that I want to do Seraph. Which is weird and kind of wrong, but I'm okay with that fact. The fight scenes were great, but I wanted Mr. Smith to win. I'm sorry, Hugo Weaving owns me. Any man who can play Priscilla Queen of the Desert, Elrond and Agent Smith is, quite clearly, the shit.

2. I want to pimp a story that I feel is pretty goddamned great. Yes, I beta-ed it, yes it's by my girl, but you know what? There's not a spare word in it, anywhere and Clark and Lex are so *on* that they literally pop out at you. Go read Fall Into by Lyra Sena. You'll thank me. I swear.

3. My computer is going to die very soon. I'm aware of this fact. It means that I'm trying to burn everything to CD now, but I know I'll miss something incredibly important and it'll be lost for the rest of time. Goddamn this computer is evil.

4. Icons! More Icons! From liviapenn! She spoils me so hardcore. I love it.