Or basically the ‘rambling about watching stuff & verbal pet peeves and embarrassing stories post’.
This week on I Heart Nick Carter: Nick decided he wasn’t getting a prenup because
he’s stupid he loves his fiance soooooo much and he trusts her, even though she hasn’t actually earned any money since they got together. He also mutilated a chicken, almost destroyed a blender and…got his fans to do his grocery shopping for him (in return for a picture) when him and Howie D realised that they can’t function like normal human beings. The fans were actually doing it as well. If that was me, I honestly would just say yes and then not come back. That’s some next level kind of tomfoolery, lol.
In other news, I almost didn’t realise that all the shows are coming back in the next few weeks. Mostly because my stance on TV these days is basically:
But I do actually want to watch Sleepy Hollow and possibly Gotham.
I’m not sure about Gotham because I don’t trust the showrunner but I like Ben McKenzie so we’ll see how that goes. The only other new shows I’m actually aware of are Constatine, Marry Me and that one show on The CW about some virgin girl (I don’t even know but Michael Rady is on it so it’ll probably die after one season). And of course, my Chicago love/hate affair with Chicago Fire and Chicago P.D. will continue. Apart from that everything else will be watched at my own pace (so one year later!).
I finally got around to watching Locke, because it is basically one hour and twenty minutes of staring at Tom Hardy’s face. Something that I am already an expert at, heh. The movie is about a construction manager called Ivan Locke, who gets a phone call that changes his life. The whole plot progresses via phone calls, so the only character you ever see is Locke himself as he drives from wherever he was to London, which is kind of clever. For some reason, Tom was speaking in a Welsh accent which amused me more than it should have. I remember reading that the accent was his idea and I was just wondering how necessary it was for the first fifteen minutes, but I got used to it eventually. All in all it was a pretty good movie, and just marginally better than the last film I saw – Sharknado: The Second One.
One of these days I’m going to have a SharkFy marathon.
Last but not least, I will be watching and snarking about our beloved shitshow. I’ll probably do the first couple of episodes at least. I’m not sure if I’ll snark or watch regularly. It depends on how ridiculous it is. I gave up last season because the premiere literally sent me to sleep. Then again, every time I watch an episode I feel like I’ve just been woken up from a session in a cryogenic chamber.
As for the verbal pet peeves and embarrassing stories – I had this saved as a draft and I’m trying to keep everything in WordPress tidy so I’m just going to dump it here:
I know that this is supposed to be a Supernatural blog but I honestly can’t remember the password for my other blog because I’m stuuuuuupid, so I’m just posting any old crap here. It’s less time consuming than writing in a diary.
Anywho. You know how sometimes someone says a word and your brain is just like ‘Ick!’? I believe that’s what we call a verbal pet peeve. Mine are really random and not limited to verbal words. If a word doesn’t look right, my brain still shudders.
Some choice examples include:
Moist. Nothing should ever be described as moist. The word moist is an abomination to the English language.
Juicy. Just. No.
Tidbit, especially when used together with the aforementioned juicy. It’s just disgusting.
Others include: Orifice, Feet, Vitriol, Sizzling, Delicious and probably a lot more.
Apparently I’m good at hating things for no actual reason. 🙂
Re: embarrassing stories, I have so freaking many, but I’m going to tell the one that still haunts me to this day. This happened way before I turned into a crazy SPN fan, when I was just plain, old crazy. Or quirky. I always consider quirky to be someone who acts like an idiot. Which I do. A lot of the time.
Anyway, I went to a girl’s school so there were a limited number of guys (the upper years had mixed classes because the school had joint classes with a nearby school). I had a thing for this guy and I basically became an…attentive follower. He was doing music, and he was a shitty singer but I only liked him for his looks. I can’t lie. So I would follow him and eventually he caught on and it got awkward.
We weren’t allowed out of school, so the most I did was follow him from the music building to the cut off point near the school gates. And one day, he came out of the music building and I went into stealth mode (NOT!) and he was walking quite briskly, and as I was wearing my crazy goggles at the time, I took that as a challenge and basically ran after him. I literally chased this dude for no damn reason. It’s not like I wanted to say anything to him. The most I ever said to him was ‘I like your haircut!’ (I didn’t, but well…HE SPOKE TO ME OMG!). And one time I loudly commented that his guitar playing was awful (without realising it was HIM playing!) and then…he walked out of the room and I was like, ‘oops’. But as far as attentive followers go I was pretty harmless (though judging by the way his mother yelled at me via her car window one time, following some guy for literally two minutes was a very terrible offence – the sad thing is that I wasn’t following him that day, me and my friend just happened to be walking behind him…and everyone else who was trying to get out of school because it was home time.)
Anyway, I was pretty harmless but he still kind of high-tailed it out of there. He went down the stairs leading to more stairs. I followed. He went up the stairs leading to the exit. I followed. He went past the entrance and I literally RAN INTO A GLASS PANE and there was huge BAM/THWACK/KABOOM kind of noise. I can’t remember if it was the door or I just missed the door completely, but the sound it made was so loud that he actually turned around to see what had happened. I was mortified and I kind of just stopped there and tried to style it out/check for injuries.
In the end, he got a little too crazy with the fake tan and I got over him but sadly the glass incident did not deter me from my attentive following. And as karma would have it, I ended up getting an attentive follower of my own who was harmless too but it was WEIRD and a little creepy, so I learnt my lesson LOL. No more attentive following! And that’s enough about me for one day. 🙂
I’m a lot saner these days. I think.
AND FINALLY – this is random but…
…this video gets funnier the more I watch it. 😛