Eh, I'll have to be brief. Morpheus is shoving sand down my eye sockets a mile a minute and my yawning attacks are taking no effect.

First off, I just saw Hannibal. I loved the scenery, loved the director (and at times wanted to eat him), loved the death scenes, but hated the watered down ending. Not to spoil it to anyone, but it was far more sociably acceptable (and sequel flexible) than the ending of the original book. At the end, I had a really bad craving for food, so to make sure that I don't eat anyone, my parent's bought some krispy kreme! Yum! Expect a more indepthed review of the movie tomorrow after I've properly rested.

Only one more homework piece to do (japanese "color" picture) and I can finally start working on my contest entries. In otherwords, I'm about ready to burn the midnight oil and consume the early morning java. Oh, caffiene binges, how I miss thee!

Now, don't kill me/flame me because of what I'm about to say but... I can't stand the Left Behind series. It's not the fact that it's a christian novel, afterall I absolutely loved the book of Revelations, but that it uses the book so friviously, it's discontenting. Everything is pure dribble and does nothing to challenge or sophisticatedly release the events of the book of Revelations. That, and the movie was worse than the Omega Code; another straight-to-video movie about the end of the world according to the christian bible. Just once, I'd like to see a movie that shows the foretold end of the world in all it's gory majesty.

Before going to watch Hannibal, I had to drop by Aaron Brothers to pick up some painting supplies which I was running low on. I ran into Blake there, a friend of mine from my school. Nothing unusual, just some friendly banter and on our way. In the end, I bought several blending sticks, two big containers of turpenoid, a massive matting board and a smaller sized one, a 36"x48" canvas times two, a photo album because my sis begged me, and several tubes of oil paint. Price at the cash register: $243.75. And this was one of the more cheap visits to this store.

I've become adamant in sending that poem to Eric on heart's day. Not saying much else or I'll go on forever...

... okay, so this post wasn't all that short.