What I got up to Last Night...

just been to see Jackass 2 AND The Prestige....
we - cousin and I - went to early screening of Jackass, when we left it was only 9pm and The Prestige was just starting - hurranh!!
both are ace by the way - will write proper tomorrow - its midnight and I'm up in 6 hours

that was last night.... here's the full story....

Work was bollocks as per usual. It's really hot in there, with no air conditioning. So naturally, every one is starting to get sick. They have such Draconian fucking rules regarding sickness that most people drag themselves off their death beds to come in... bringing all ther fucking ebolas, tuberculous, cholera and other shit I can't spell with them - so everyone else can get fucking (btw that's a shit poor excuse of a emoicon for sick. Noticed how the same faces mean different things?)

So, anyways, as always I digress. I'm working hard, busy little bumblebee, even though I can't be arsed and neither can everyone else and the mood is negative and depressing... I think fuck it, the day is dragging anyways may as well try and get on with it.

But as the day wore on, I just felt worse and worse. I've had a pain in the back of my neck, lower skull since Thursday's Assessment Centre - possibly the tension & stress, but I'm not a doctor so I don't know. Anyways, I'm hot, head hurts, arms and legs start to ache - wave upon wave of hypercondria sweeping over me....

Finally the day is over, walk the station and get the train with the lovely train buddy, Miss Sharon. Enjoy the journey home because we enjoy the rare privellege of a seat.

Wait ages for the bus, but I'm chilling listening to Moon Safari, thanks to Desi, Air is back on my high list of great tunes to listen too.

Gutted sitting on bus, cos girl I like has decided to opt for alternative traffic, my cousin Jay rings. Offers an alternative to coming home and logging on to MySlave and increasing my headache through screen-burnt dry eyes... go watch Jackass 2.

Rock n Roll.

Within an hour, we are standing in the foyer of the Odeon trying to decide if it's worth buying sweets. Some poor unfortunate soul comes in. Our Jay, simply because he's a sociopathic twat of the highest order, is pissing himself at the poor fucker. I try and not look, despite his increasingly jovial face motioning me on. This is because, not because I think it's cruel, but because I will laugh too. Only not quiet like Jay. No. I will laugh very loudly, and very obvious. I will laugh because Jay is laughing and his laugh is funny. The denizens of the foyer however, will look at the poor soul, look at me, look at Jay, and come down on us like a horde of angry bulls...

As we sit down in the cinema I notice a terrifying sight. The whole place is full of beefheads. There are about 20-30 people in there and every bloke Is over 6ft, about 5 ft wide and has the square head of a Christian Creationist.

And! I! Look! Like! One! Of! Them!

Bollocks!

Anyways, we watch the film and it was fantastic. So fucking funny. Sure there were bits where I thought, 'yeah I know why it's supposed to be funny', but these were quickly forgotten by the many many highlights. Sure, there is a slight grumble about the fact that all the animal-based pranks border on animal-cruelty, but these thoughts soon disappear as you watch ……….. and ………….. and when ……….. happens. (I ain't ruining the jokes for ya)

We leave the auditorium full of mirth, eyes moist, cheeks red and slight sore (my god that sounds so Gay!) – from LAUGHING (sheesh, rolls eyes). I go for my customary piss – I have no idea why but I ALWAYS need a piss before the film starts, and then after my extra large coke, need ANOTHER one right after the film…. Bizarre.

So I'm having my post-film slash, chortling at when ……… did ………. to…………… I walk out the toilets (washed hands still wet cos there was no hand towels and I'm too lazy for the driers) and our Jay suggests as it's early, why not kill two birds with one stone and go see The Prestige which was starting in about 2 mins.

FUCK YEAH!!!

Jay went to buy yet more coke, whilst I put with the smary smug bastard behind the counter asking me where I wanted to sit – the tool was offering me any seats from TWO empty rows for a film that was just starting, no one else was gonna sit there. Then again, I couldn't really blame him, the girl next to him who he kept looking at (was he winking?) was fit. Let the fucker show off for a few small moments. She knew my net worth. She obviously knew his. You lose, cinema boy! (oh if only)

Off we trundle into a new auditorium, one of the better ones, and settle down. Balls, we've missed the trailers. I see the last ten seconds of the Blood Diamond Leo DiCaprio one, but I'm none too fussed.

The film starts… it ends… wow! Amazing film! Really really smart, great acting (Mr Caine should be at the very least getting a nod for Oscar number three), and the story is great. Keeps ya guessing. Probably the most intelligent film I've seen in the pictures since that bloke in the white beard in Matrix two (ha ha kidding for fucks sake, kidding).

Maybe there's hope for cinema yet. The Prestige, Children of Men, Lord of War (watched it Sunday on DVD) seems films are getting intelligent again.

Ok, so it wasn't the most obvious double-bill around, but it was 3-4 hours well spent J

In honour of such a great night, I will not be stating what I'm listening to, but thanks to the lovely Jacqui, I have been reacquainted with perhaps the Greatest Bulletin Game of Myspace – the Soundtrack to Your Life. Hurrah!!!

For those who don't know how it works…

1. Open your music library
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that's playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button
6. Don't lie and try to pretend you're cool... and a lot of the songs fit with the setting

Opening Credits:
Rusty Cage – Johnny Cash

Waking Up:
Death On The Stairs – The Libertines

First Day At School:
New Star in the Sky (Chanson Pour Solal) - Air

Falling In Love:
The Tea Leaf Prophecy (Lay Down Your Arms) – Joni Mitchell

Fight Song:
Dakota - Stereophonics

Breaking Up:
Streams of Whiskey – The Pogues

Prom:
Blood – Pearl Jam

Life:
People of The Sun – Rage Against The Machine

Mental Breakdown:
Crazy – Patsy Cline (lol I aint lying, this is what come up)

Driving:
I Threw A Brick Through A Window – U2

Flashback:
A Pair of Brown Eyes – The Pogues

Getting back together:
Gold Digger – Kanye West

Wedding:
Running To Stand Still – U2

Birth of Child:
I Hung My Head – Johnny Cash

Final Battle:
Singin' in The Rain – Gene Kelly

Death Scene:
Amilea – Joni Mitchell

End Credits:
Vietnow – Rage Against The Machine

Okay Dokey…. Some inspired choices by Mistress Fate/Lady I-Tunes, but I'm a little disappointed that it brought up the same artists. Need to look at my shuffle settings me thinks…. Anyways, there be my night.

If you are so inclined, then feel free to leave your own soundtrack in the comments box