work sick

sick of work
at work sick
ugh

that's some poetry, oh yeah. fuckin' feel like shit. want to go back home be in bed. had a headache all day at dumb job #1. now at dumb job #2 with a runny nose and a sore throat. fucking lameness.

got my keyboard synth thingy today. it's pretty sweet. doesn't seem to tricky to use, the instruction manual seems pretty straight forward, and i was able to figure out how to use the arpeggiator all on my own. yay. now all my songs will have lots of pretty bubblin' arpeggiatorness.

me and tommi went and saw v for vendetta last night. we both really really enjoyed it. i give it a 9. really quality filmmaking for mainstreamish hollywood rubbish, and for all of the use of british coloqial term bullocks, that was awesome. i wanna go get the original graphic novel now. hugo weaving was badass.

finished watching tarkovsky's stalker last night also. tommi passed out with a half an hour ago, and daniel was all fucking hyper as shit and would stop talking during the fucking flick, now i have a fuller understanding of what it is like to watch a film with me, haha. anyway, it was rather disappointing, and the climax, or anti-climax was a bit incoherent to me, as i had trouble following all of the subtitles and understanding the character's motivations. also, the damn thing was just so low budget that when something, i suppose, supernatural was to be occuring, the film could not really deliver the visuals to necessary get across the paranormal happenings. or at least i'm slow and i got confused. i give the film a 5.5 out of 10. looking forward to watching solyaris though.