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so I'm kind of stupid, but I just found out there's no new Numb3rs this Friday. suck. and it's not even a nifty rerun; it's 'Provenance', a.k.a. 'That One Episode I Still Can't Believe They Actually Wrote', a.k.a. 'NINJA! NAZIS! EVIL CANADIAN?'

so that sucks.

I've been reading this webcomic, lately, because I've been bored, distracted, and unmotivated.

and...

um...

*pimps vid!* (because I posted it on Thanksgiving. which was silly.)

lastly, Dead Man's Chest still makes me cry like a three-year-old who got pushed in the pool.

for fuck's sake, Francie!

sorry for the spam. but. so. The Butcher Boy. I finally got to watch it! and, um, basically? it's Breakfast on Pluto's evil younger sibling. ... on crack. with less drag. but there is still a little bit of drag, and the explosion is much bigger! and Stephen Rea plays the trumpet! I love him.

... PATRICK MCCABE AND NEIL JORDAN HAVE TO HAVE SICK TWISTED FUCKING HILARIOUS WEIRDLY OEDIPAL MOVIE-BABIES WITH EACH OTHER ALL THE TIME. please. thanks.