To the BATMOBILE

Monday, December 31, 2007

judgement day

The dreaded countdown begins. As I begin this sentence, I now have 117 minutes and a bit of spare change to think of somewhere I can escape to, to celebrate the new year. Familial ties are disregarded in this superhero's sudden thirst for a comfort to be sought elsewhere.

Fittingly, amidst the death throes of my social life, I spent a good portion of my hours conscious today watching Terminator 3, an intellectually reducing movie where Arnold Schwarzenegger ~~pretends to be~~ ~~acts as a~~ shows everyone that he's a robot alongisde someone with a even lesser range of facial expressions than him (Kristanna Loken). I believe I speak for the majority of the male population that having your face melted repeatedly and being pounded on by various forms of weaponry, fictitious or otherwise, is but a small deterent for the opportunity to wrestle with Ms Loken.

Exclaimations and peals of laughter and excitement roll through my window despite my best efforts to drown them out with Dave Grohl's voice. A slight deviation off topic: I've just been replaying Foo Fighter's "The Pretender" and "Tranquilize" and the Abbey Road version of "Sam's Town", both of The Killers fame over the past 24 hours. It's not really the reknown batman theme, but hopskipping about in a 4 metre square radius setting the hearts of women worldwide aflame with my imaginary guitaring skills is something I take delight in. Until I reach a true real life rock god status (which is basically, never), I'm stuck in the reality that tonight is the one of the few nights I'll be sleeping in my own bed for awhile, instead sharing a room with 5 others in boarding school. A self-imposed exile, if you need further explanation.

One hour to go,
TO THE BATMOBILE

posted by butler at 9:32 pm
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