Miike looks for fur-nature

Another day in the life of moi. Woke up at 12. Tra­ve­led to the mall, loo­ked around some shops for fur­ni­ture that could be mod­ded into a spe­ci­fic sto­rage cabi­net; found nothing. Payed a visit to Comet and their array of super­doo­per three grand plasma screens that dis­tort digi­tal TV until it looks like ana­lo­gue. Per­fect. Brow­sed the cheap hifi sec­tions, saw the rou­ter I was told they didn’t sell seve­ral months back and left. Hea­ded into PC World, chec­ked the pri­ces of some HDD-dee-dees, too expen­sive. Chec­ked DVD-RW pri­ces, too expen­sive. Left. Got a sand­wich and went home empty han­ded. So a pro­duc­tive day.

Currently pim­ping Takashi Miike-ness in the form of DOA2. r0ck on.

Watched Visi­tor Q last night, offi­cially one of the weir­dest movies I have ever seen, pos­sibly THE weir­dest when exc­lu­ding uzu­maki. “Have you ever been hit on the head?“
I didn’t really enjoy it as much as his other movies, oh well. I need GOZU. GOZU> GOZU< (uncut). That and the newly relea­sed Chuck Palah­niuk docu­men­tary thingy­ma­job I just read about on ain​tit​cool​news​.com. Shweet.

kthxbye.