Movies, sleeplessness and my fucking car

Am getting ready to head to the garage to have my hood release looked at. I've my fingers crossed that it's just because of gunk build-up that the latch won't open. Don't burst my bubble until the garage does, yeah? I'm hopeful they can get it opened and do the oil change I need and switch out my turn signal fuse, too.

I've had pretty bad insomnia this past weekend and into last night. I've gotten about 6 hours of sleep in dribs and drabs since Friday. Just little catnaps. Stupid stress.

However, that only means that I've watched a metric asstonne of movies. After cruising the flist, someone rec'd Shelter and then linked to someone who had the download. Of course Firefox crashed before I could thank the person so I've no idea who I ganked it from BUT - omgsogood. It's a very lovely story that has a nice pace to it. ( spoilery thoughts and rambling review )

10 out of 10

I uploaded it to share the love. Definitely go out and buy it though as there are some really brilliant cast commentaries and special features on teh DVD that aren't on the download. here is the download. It's a zip so you'll have to unzip it and it's rather HUGE (almost a gig by itself). I also converted it to the iPod so I can watch it on that when I get bored at Fry's.

I made the mistake of watching The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford. ( Run, do not walk, away from this movie )

2 out of 10 and it only gets that because the camera peeps deserve a spot of love.

Random observation - there are certain words that should never be used in a sex scene. I read one fic this morning that utilized the word "girth" as a name for a cock. ie - "He sucked the girth into his mouth and sucked". Um, bwa? When I think of girth, I think of my fat ass and how girthy it is. I don't think of a giant cock of doom. In conclusion, girth is not a sexxehtiems word. Stop using it. Plz.

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I dropped my car off at nine am. So noon goes past and... no call. At two, I called. Turns out that it took 2 guys 4 hours to get my hood to open. They ended up completely breaking my latch to get it to let the hood go. The latch was jammed which is why it wouldn't open. The cause of this headache and nightmare? A teeeeeennnnyyyyy rock. Like super teeny, smaller than my pinky nail.

That teeny rock cost me 310 dollars. But my hood works, I changed the fuse for my turn signals and got an oil change. Plus, they also put a screw in my gear shift so that it would stop popping off. It kept freaking me out when the gear shift wouldn't spin for me as I was driving. I got way used to the gear shift being a certain awkward angle. Now it's all where it's supposed to be and I couldn't understand why I couldn't get into reverse until I realized that I was pressing down on the gear shift and I didn't need to do that.

But - it definitely could've been worse. As it is, well, there goes, literally, the last of my money. However, I have also figured out that I'm not nearly as upside down on this loan as I'd emo'd about. I'm only about 3k (worst case) to 700 bucks (best case) so I think I can afford a new car in January.

Spent what little time I was actually at work watching Shelter on youtube before it gets taken down again.

For those of you following Memories as a Teacup - would you guys be interested in seeing the Dennis backstory and some of the stuff that will be happening offscreen? I've bits and pieces sketched out and I'm curious if you'd want to read it.

Still insomniac. Still no sleep. I'm dogtired, too. I just need like 8 hours all in a row. Maybe I need to lecture my body like I did my car?