Mood: Happy… even though I woke up at 4:45 am and couldn’t get back to sleep… so I got up at 5:50 am
Listening to: Mythbusters
Yeah, I have no idea what happened. Jan went to work at 5 am, and did try to get back to sleep, but I didn’t even flinch when I put the lights on in the bedroom when I decided to throw in the towel and get up, so I must have been done with the sleep thing.
So yeah. It’s been a while. I’ve been busy, but not too busy. Just “I can’t be arsed to write anything” busy. But it’s not like I haven’t been thinking about what to write. So this might be a very long entry. I have a lot of issues this time.
The first thing is “Why the hell do they make TV series from good movies?”
Case in point Smallville.
There are so many things that happen in Smallville that totally contradicts what happens to Superman later in life. And by later in life I mean Superman as Christopher Reeve. He is the only Superman. Yeah yeah, I know you americans hand LOADS of Supermen, but Christopher Reeve is what I grew up with, so he is the only Superman…
Let’s just first of all mention in passing the relationship Superman has with Lex Luthor in Smallville. Of course it could happen that they got hit by a meteor and forgot all about each other, but this is Superman we’re talking about.
I saw an episode where Superman was human… Yeah.. like in the movie. And Lex’ dad, who was a babbling fool at a sanitarium, suddenly became normal, yet inhumanly strong, as Clark was being brought back to life from a gunshot wound. (You wanted it, Clark, you wanted to be normal… Good going..)
So, everyone is all 🙁 because suddenly Clark’s body goes missing, but it’s OK. He comes to at the North pole or where ever the crystal thingie is, and it turns out that Lex’ dad got taken over by Clark’s real dad. And of course he tells Clark that he can never go back to being normal again. EVER… Huh… *scoffs* Then what exactly happened in the movie when Christopher Clark became human??
Basically I think I’m thinking far too much about this.
Other peeves.
The leading douch of fashion here in Norway, Jan Thomas
Mr Botox, himself, has the nerve to judge women who have a totally different taste than he has. And basically his taste is… well, it sucks.
He called the Prime Ministers wife’s dress a.. rag was it? Giving it, probably a cast of the die… 2… idk, I couldn’t care less..
I just don’t like how he rags on peoples personal taste.
What’s even worse is that Eli Hagen
agrees with the douch, and says that some women should ask for help etc. Yeah, did anyone say ANYTHING at ALL about that ratsnest you have on your head, lady???
Yeah yeah, I know that I’m basically doing the same thing to what they are doing. But come on.. they are easy targets.
Jan Thomas; I like my men rough. I don’t want a metro sexual. I don’t mind men having dirt under their fingernails. I’d rather have them have dirt under their fingernails than having funk pumped unnaturally into their face making them resemble a cross between a duck and an alien.
Eli; before you judge other people, sort out your hair…
Now, I know I’m not the most attractive person in the world, but at least I have the decency and respect for other peoples choices than to rag on them.
But now I’m getting firewood..
Had to vent.. feel somewhat better…
Lene
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