The Plague

I'm sick. Horribly sick. But I'm tired of sleeping and watching movies, so I thought I'd post a bit. However, my mental faculties must have gone on vacation and left me here to die alone and sick. So I can't actually write much. I tried to go to work today, but decided that, after saying things backards and upside down to customers, dropping things, and watching the ceiling spin, that I should go home.

But I can push buttons. I'm good at that. So I pushed a few buttons, and posted some pictures.

Some movies I've watched, in the last 48 hours and beyond, and their relative sick ratings:

The Science of Sleep, by Michel Gondry: 5 hearts!

Weeds, a Showtime series: 4 hearts

The Last Kiss: a tricky one. A little too sexy, and a little too mainstream romance, but deep down, I liked the message, about how stupid our 20 something generation is. Hmm, how about 3 hearts?

Pan's Labyrinth: no hearts at all. yuck.

Children of Men: 1 heart, for it's realistic visual portrayal of a slightly futuristic city.

Marie Antoinette: 4 hearts

Rabbit Proof Fence: 5 hearts!

Amores Perros: 4 hearts

THX: 1138: 3 hearts, because it wasn't super exciting, but for a 70's flick, which happens to be George Lucas' first film, it's totally amazing with its cinematography, concept, and effects. Kind of a 1984 thing.

Garden State: 5 hearts

Munich: 5 hearts

The Three Burials of Melquiades Estrada: 2 hearts

I Am Trying to Break Your Heart: 1 heart

Princess Mononoke: 5 hearts!

And, strangely enough, there are waaaay more, but I can't recall with my crazy mind. Because, after I heard the buzzer on the oven, I opened the fridge and looked around in there for 5 minutes trying to find my baking garlic bread. And now it's burnt. Stupid being sick.