Musings On a Friday Night When I Should Just Go To Bed....

Every now and then, a hermit must take a break from her tantrums and switch to musing. It must be done. And, it just so happens that the urge to do so has hit me at 11:45 on a Friday night. Ah well. I must obey the Hermit Code and follow my instincts. (Note to self: Put "Write a Hermit Code" on the to-do list for tomorrow....)

Musing #1: Some names make good substitute swear words. (Ex. "What the Jeff?") Chekhov is an excellent name for this, because it sounds like a swear word all by itself. (Just say it. Chekhov!)

Musing #2: Twilight is most definitely a worse movie the second time through. I thought the movie was painful enough the first time, but the second time through is much worse. Mildly funny, but also mildly painful. The entire movie consists of two not-so-good actors staring deeply into each other's eyes while trying desperately to *feel* something. Is Edward sucking on a sour candy the whole movie? Possibly. How else could he keep that angst-ridden look on his face throughout the WHOLE BLASTED FILM?! Is Bella capable of spitting out a line without stuttering or pausing? Apparently not.

And, yes, the cheesy electric guitar is going to play in the background for the entire movie. Don't hope for it to end, because it won't.

Way to go, Twilight makers. Way to go.

Musing #3: What is the exact definition of "musing", anyway? Because I think I'm still just ranting....

And, there you have it. Now the urge to sleep has suddenly hit me. Well, I must obey the code after all, and the code clearly states that a hermit must go to bed when she feels the urge to sleep. (At least, that's what the code will say when I write it tomorrow...if the urge to do so hits me.)