Day#83: Beh.

I’m going to do something I never do, and that is beg. PLEASE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE. It doesn’t matter if, by the time you read this, it’s been decided. Please vote. Even if you don’t know who the fuck these people/ bands are (usually X Factor people have no idea who Rage are), listen to both and then vote.

Personally I’d go for Rage Aginst the Machine because I am fucking sick of Satan Cowell monopolising the UK Christmas Number One and it’s time for us to take the power back. Plus, Joe McElderry’s “The Climb” is as bland as…well, a bland thing in Blandland on bland tablets. There’s nothing that would convince me to go for him anyway. No power. No emotion. Cowell obviously abducts the public and uses mind-control techniques to brainwash everyone into buying “The Climb”.

Anyway…

Beh. That’s what Italians say. I promise you. I am taking Italian. It comes up in conversations in the textbooks. “Beh, [insert Italian sentences here]“. It’s like going “hmmphhh” or “uuuurggghhhh” when you’re fed up, sure as shit is brown and turd covers vomit, such as Leona Lewis doing Oasis’ “Stop Crying Your Heart Out”. My God. She’s done two covers, and they are both godawful. She needs to stick to her own. Really. Truly. And I don’t even like Oasis. Whoaaa, stream of consciousness. And Alicia Keys has really thrown it down the shitter recently, like the Black Eyed Peas – neither of them have released anything good since “Fallin’” and “Where Is The Love?” respectively. Although to be fair, “No One” was good, from Alicia. Oh my God, I am a bitch. I really mean it.

Although at least I can accept other peoples’ contrasting opinions on things I love or like. Most of the time. More than others, and that’s no-one in particular, I just hate it when people categorically refuse to accept other peoples’ opinions. That’s just it. This is it, etc., banana, amen. And I love Innocent Smoothies. When I rule the world I will make them cheaper so EVERYONE CAN BUY THEM. Well. That’s what would happen if I rule the world.

–>Back on track: I saw “Avatar” on Thursday. Yep…the one with Zoe “Uhura” Saldana in. The one by James Cameron. The one that’s been hyped up for a million years. I was half expecting it to be absolute balls (big budget + some big names + big name behind big film + 60% CGI =/ a good film) but it was an absolutely heartbreaking film. I shit you not. I rarely cry at films (or I try not to, being the ‘ard nut I am) but I nearly cried twice during it. It’s quite good. I’m going to post a picture if I can find one. It’ll probably consist of 9′-tall, blue-skinned, yellow-eyed cat people:

There you go – a shot you’ve seen a lot, probably. Neytiri (Saldana) and Avatar’d Jake Sully (Wothington). Anyway…point being…I was relieved that it wasn’t shit. It was quite a heartbreaking film. See it, damn it. SEE IT. Ah well, I’m plugging it like a motherfucker. Still doesn’t quite beat “Public Enemies” and “Star Trek”, mind. And “Harry Potter” 6 was shit, before anyone else mentions that.

I’ve been ill since Wednesday, with a flu I haven’t had since I was 14. I’m a LOT better than I was since Wednesday, but I’m still feeling pretty crap. It’s not overly fair .

I’m off. I’ll either be celebrating or commiserating Rage Against The Machine’s Xmas Number One victoire. If I don’t see you before Christmas, have a cracking one. Or Hanukkah. Or pagan rituals. Whatever you do…

Have a cracker, motherfuckers, and see you in the New Year!!

xx Mika Haeli Linx