Bored

I’m so bored that I can’t even be arsed to get drunk, which is pretty fucking bored.

I don’t feel too tired, but I’m officially going to give up and go to bed.

It did snow hard last night, but it looks to be melting away already.

Just tried watching Legend, but then realised how boring it was. A film flawed from the bottom up. When the best thing in your lavish, special effects-laden, Ridley Scott-directed fantasy epic is Mia Sara, you’ve got fucking problems.

And I like Mia Sara.

Bill & Ted’s Bogus Journey was fine, although not as enjoyable as Excellent Adventure. William Sadler’s Grim Reaper was fun, which was certainly an improvement over his dull Die Hard 2 villain (a film which shares Bogus Journey’s cinematographer, bafflingly).

Maybe I’ll write more on it when I don’t feel so… urgh… bored.

Did I mention I was bored?

Of all the billions of stars in the universe that go supernova every second, why can’t ours?! Then I would be rid of the tedium of existing. Humans should only live for twenty years. WHY AM I STILL HERE?!

So, yes, time for bed and maybe a Bob Brier lecture on Ancient Egypt.

Bob makes everything better.