Since you're gone my empty arms have nothing left to hold

Premise and update: they also cut the second tent scene, which means that they only scene they left where they were physically intimate (apart from the motel where there wasn't much to be seen) was the first tent one which was the... rough sex I guess? While of course all the het scenes were there. Sorry for spamming about this but seriously, it's so dumb really.

( Article from today's Guardian on the internet I guess with dvd commentary by yours truly for your benefit + another awesome article. )

( His Prettiness on Lost. I don't think it's spoilery but cut anyway. Nothing I didn't suspect, but still, I don't like it. And no, doesn't mean he's back anytime soon, but I'd say avoid if you don't want to know anything about the issue anyway. )

And now I'm seeing Pushing Daisies trying to ignore that they canceled it. Otherwise it'll make me feel horrible while it usually is the highlight of my Thursday morning. And then I'll be studying or something. *sigh*

Oh, God. Oh, God. I'm sorry. I know I swore not to talk politics ever again, but I need to share my frustration.

( My PM on the international relations between Russia and USA now that Obama was elected. )

In better news:

14516 / 50000 words. 29% done!

See, being sick is useful at something. And God, I'm not even at a quarter of what I want to do in that story.

So, thing is that today I went to a retrospective called Venice in Rome, where you basically go to see for a week movies that were at the Venice Film Festival without cuts and in original language. I went to see The Wrestler.

( brief review of the movie and not so brief rant about dumb questionnaires from the production or whatever it is )

This said and completely unrelated to it, I used my bookshop points to get for free a new Chabon book (and it looks like a sort of 800ish adventure novel which makes me flail a lot), a novel from Neil Gaiman which I kinda took because I loved the Sandman comics and Stephen King's Duma Key just because it's in paperback and it's SK. I'm sure I'll like it until the half and then think that the ending sucks but I'm adjusted to that. I also know he'll kill whoever I like best, but I'm adjusted to that, too. And that'd be all I guess.

Advice: what follows, is pure nonsense rambling of the worst kind which shows that I'm basically out of my mind, even more than usual. I warned XD

Alright. Tomorrow is first-day-of-the-goddamned-exams, which means that I've got the first written test. Then I have another on Thursday, another on Monday and then the oral exam of which I still don't know the date and I really don't want to do it on the 10th of July because the idea of freaking out until then is too much. Daaaamn I wish for this to be over now but I guess I have to do it.

The fact that I've been listening to Keith Urban, Willie Nelson and some other country music for three days scares me a lot, because I don't have anything against country but I never take more than a little dose at a time and now I'm kinda overdosing. And if it's not that it's Human touch by Springsteen. Which is not weird for me, except that it's the worst record he ever put out and I like kind of four songs on it, maybe five. WTF? I should listen stuff I like, right?

[e per chi è italiano, porca miseria, non esiste che mi flasho creuza de ma di de andrè ogni volta che sento una roba di keith urban. peccato che lo faccio e la cosa non va bene -.-]

And I really don't want to do the short guide to English literature for everyone who hasn't opened the book of English literature for the whole year except I am. And I really don't give a f**k about Jane Austen's life (ok, I hate her, whatever) and I don't care about summarizing it but I guess I'm masochist.


 Oh well, at least I hope that tomorrow I get a good subject for the Italian essay. And I really should be finishing the English stuff and the map for the thesis. Except I don't feel like it at all, I want to watch Lost Season the Second, I can't because I can't be sucked in that just now and I've got Keith Urban on a freakin' loop. Send someone here and save me from madness because I might just go insane XD


And I can't even understand what I'm writing anymore and I'm probably bothering everyone to death so I'm shutting up and I'm doing both the English stuff and the thesis thing, then I'm going to bed very early and tomorrow good luck to me XD

(I swear that when this is going to be over I'll be much more coherent than this. I realize this makes no sense but whatever, I'll get out of it. I have to get out of it XD)