Days of Reflection

[mundens]

I'm not updating on here in a timely manner. Not that I expect people to want to read it, but it is, after all a Live Journal, a sort of diary and I've already found it useful as a memory, so for my own purposes I should keep it updated.

Today I'm home sick and I'm almost three quarters through s-CRY-ed. When I first started watching it I thought it a little silly, but now, well, it's basically Gundam Seed without Gundams. I love the way alliances and feelings change, just as in Gundam Seed, we end up with people from the original pairings falling for their opponents, people doing what they have to do for believable reasons. And as I write this there is an internal monologue between the main character and himself as to whether he should bother surviving as he is being drowned. It also has a one of those characters in it that is just damn cool. Like the whole series, he seems like a bit of an idiot at the start, and his name, Straight Cougar, doesn't help. But so far, he's the only person to go up against the hero and not get hit, as his "Alter" (what they call their powerz) is named "Radical Speed", so think The Flash, or Quicksilver. The closing theme song, and the exciting! closing! quotes! are still a little naff though!

Let's see, last real post was almost a week ago.

So, since then, I've had burgers with danjite and khaybee, cocktails for evie_fae's birthday, and dinner at Horokiwi.

Burgers were Wisconsin in Jackson Street, and my chicken, cranberry & brie one was mighty filling, so next time maybe I should have one of the smaller ones. I drove back from Jackson St. to find panda_pitt and muggledepuggle at home watching Ricky Gervais doing his Animals thing. Once that had finished we wandered up the hill to Piwakawaka. On the way we were accosted by a most prim and proper white cat that greeted us and then walked us up the street before turning round to repeat the process with an elderly lady and her dog. It was almost weird, the way the cat acted and it's similarity to a somewhat less furry Kohaku. There is a small stream in our valley, so perhaps the local river dragon was saying "hi" to the lover of another river dragon's land-lady.

The cocktail party was in swing when we arrived, and taraxgoat did sterling service putting together the peach daiquiris and whiskey sours and other cocktails, as did jarratt_gray who took over later in the evening. The ladies were all looking stunning, and black dresses were the rage, with lots of (I think) chiffon and satin (I don't identify materiel well, so apologies if I got the wrong stuff). Though holding_pattern with a tight green number that, combined with the red hair, would likely have pleased any Irishman. sassafrassle's dress kept getting whiter as the evening progressed. sokky had that 1930's film star, slightly-gelled soft-focus camera look all night. I wonder how she managed that? The hostess, of course, was stunning, especially when left to her own devices. :) I realized, whilst lounging in a bean bag with a cocktail glass, that i really should have dressed more appropriately for the occasion, perhaps in an old dressing gown. Though I believe it may have been argentbear who mentioned perhaps the most appropriate form of dress, a smoking jacket. Some Singstar occurred, as always happens whenever sokky is near a Playstation (grin).

I wandered home alone almost sober, and reflected on how I'd avoided over-indulgence at every party I've been to recently. I feel I'm getting boring and normal. I can see I'm going to have to throw a case of quaaludes, bennies, and whiskey in the trunk of the car and head off thru bat country again soon, if only to maintain my rep!

Sunday I was lethargic, though I did manage to list a number of things on Trade-Me, which so far is bringing me in around $200, and might just about pay for visiting Armageddon next weekend.

The next three days slipped by quickly, until I found myself wending up Horokiwi (hmm, random pun thought, I wonder if tatjna "wends" up the hill?) for dinner with danjite, khaybee, &xhile. Before dinner they upped my cholesterol content with wicked bacon-wrapped cheese-stuffed dates. Dinner was reportedly left-overs, though if that was true, they were remarkably tasty left-overs! khaybee then seduced me into watching midget porn with her on a couch overlooking the lights of two cities.

Actually, while there was a certain amount of simulated sex and several lovely pairs of amazingly perky breasts, the movie was in fact Forbidden Zone, created by Richard Elfmann of Oingo Boingo fame. My best attempt to describe it would be one part the original Wizard of Oz, one part Sid & Marty Kroft, two parts Mel Brooks, and three parts The Mighty Boosh. It starred Hervé Villechaize (Tattoo of Fantasy Island) as King Fausto. Interest for perverts was maintained by the whip-cracking, tit-biting, antics of the Queen, and the presence of the Princess, who seemed to only ever wear panties, high heels, and a tiara. The heroine, Frenchy, narrow avoided having an extremely large object attached to a high voltage electrical source inserted into her "caboose", due to a lucky fuse failure. Oh, did I mention it was also a Broadway style musical? complete with a full cast production number at the end, that even included the dead characters?

When I got home I briefly perused more breasts and some gore, doing some zombiology research watching Zombie Holocaust (otherwise known as Dr. Butcher or Queen of the Cannibals) This film is most remarkable in that hero looks almost exactly like Vince Martin of Beaurepaires. It does remind one of bad porn, eve though there is some reasonably good prosthetic work, especially around throat-cutting. But overall, not worth the effort unless you're going to MST3K it. It's almost makes up for the rest of the film when the naked blonde heroine is body-painted and then full-frontally spread-eagled on the cannibal's altar, but I'd recommend skipping straight to that bit and ignoring the rest.

Hmm, maybe I haven't changed all that much...

Comments

[tatjna.livejournal.com]

I used to wend. Now I zooooom!

;-)

[jarratt-gray.livejournal.com]

After the last cocktail party, going home almost sober is probably a blessing. I think most people had less to drink, and the cocktails were, for the most part, less alcoholic. Was a fun party though.

[sokky.livejournal.com]

I swear the Playstation turned itself on! And the microphone attacked me! I was singing in self defence!!

That is a lovely description of me. I am sitting and having a smile about it :)