Today I was struck with the com­ple­tely totally awe­some news that another tri­logy will com­plete itself by the end of 2004. That tri­logy being Blade the top croft leather coas­ting vam­pire flick with Wes­ley Sni­pes. Insert heart-felt sar­casm towards Hollywood’s ima­gi­ni­tive film making, abi­lity to always push the boun­da­ries of movies, their ori­gi­na­lity and above all their evil evil EVIL greed. The title of the movie; “Blade: Tri­nity”. Sounds holy; holy matrix like. The only thing I need more than a new blade movie is Wes­ley Sni­pes tur­ning up at my house and stea­ling all my buffy videos to gain points in “sla­ying with ease” from the buff­meis­ter her­self. I enjo­yed the first movie. I hated the plot line and CGI of the second and the third — in the trend of sequels — will have a more extra­va­gant story­line, more and big­ger stunts and everything except the acting, plot, direc­tion and screen­play made more impres­sive in order to make the audience say ‘woah — cool’ that one extra time. < Long sen­tence, I apo­lo­gise. The very slight chance of this movie being worthy to watch comes with a new cast mem­ber, Jes­sica Biel. If she can pull off some decent acting along with all her clothes, then I’ll give my hard ear­ned cash to see it. Other­wise what’s the point?
Conc­lu­sion: Avoid Holly­wood and see the latest Cop­pola movie.

Rant over. Bleh. Eat my motherhub­bing blade you vampyr pla­ying skum!

Just a quick note to say:
I HAVE BEEN REFUNDED. IN FULL.

And to round off this one2host saga, here is a sort of lea­ving message:

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Aren’t weird-ass GIFs just the best thing ever?

Here is my account of this day’s events.

I woke up at 2pm. Anno­yed at this because alarms didn’t wake me up as inten­ded. House was empty, I was alone. So I watched… Home Alone 3. Those bank holi­day movies are so fun. I watched it all, remem­be­red how lame things can actually get, then retur­ned to my com­pu­ter where I promptly did nothing. I tal­ked to my friends that retur­ned from their wee­kend of booze, weed and rea­ding fes­ti­val. I was told Meta­llica ruled and so too did Finch. Which I can­not quite believe because… FINCH SUCK. I didn’t go because I am a pen­ni­less slac­ker and couldn’t afford the £100 tic­ket. Wallo­wing in my misery I left the house with my neigh­bour to head off to the bank; I wan­ted to get myself a mini-ickle sta­te­ment to tell me if I had been refun­ded by one2host. I hadn’t. I retur­ned home unhappy. So to cheer myself up I went to the movies and purcha­sed myself an SA forum account. YAY. At long last. For a purdy £6 I browse the place of inter­net won­der. Again… YAY.

The movie I saw was Jason Vs Freddy. Barrel of laughs that was, cou­pled with naked women and blood. Not scary, not really funny but for some insane rea­son I enjo­yed it. Weird. Maybe it is my insa­tia­ble appe­tite for gore and car­nage which has been sup­pres­sed since I was nine. Aah the fate­ful crow inci­dent. Moving on. I recom­mend watching it with mates for a laugh if you have abso­lu­tely nothing else to do. Little rant: I was ID’d twice and I also payed a whop­ping £5.80. rip. off. Cou­ple nice ladies also inte­res­ted in moi outside the cinema after the flick. Puts me in a good mood. And, having retur­ned home I get to look at more SA. Oh life is currently glo­rious, until tomo­rrow and the JVF2 release.