Okay, okay.

Hi there, folks. Larry here. I don't know where Flora is in all of this, but I told her I'd be active at this, and time permits me to be so, right now. If this blog is going to remain active, then I'll continue posting stuff, and more regularly from now on. October is coming up, and that means Halloween, and although most of you don't know me, that means that I'll be diving into a gamut of pulpy, bloody, sinister horror movies, and with any luck, I'll be providing reviews for your consumption every week or so. If I don't post them here, you can find them at the following links:

--->http://www.metal-archives.com/board/viewtopic.php?t=39103&postdays=0&postorder=asc&start=0
--->http://miscutopia.20.forumer.com/viewtopic.php?t=3

Will include reviews of the following:

The Burning (1981)
Suspiria
Opera (1987)
When a Stranger Calls (1979)

...and many more.

Until next time, all!

Boredom

Why do people get so goddamned bored so easily? I mean, sure, it happens every now and again, but in my travels across this barren Internet, I notice it happening WAY TOO OFTEN. Seriously, every day, it's "Man, I am so BORED," "I'm boooooooooooored," et cetera. I know not everyone has the means to travel around to places outside of their own homes - usually those who are under 18 and living with their parents - but hey, that doesn't automatically constitute boredom. There are plenty of things to do in the comfort of your own home. The only excuse you have for being so bored is if you're a sex slave locked in a basement, and in that case, if you have access to a computer, why not call for help?

Otherwise, no, there is no excuse. Read a book. Watch a movie. Go outside and take a walk. Too attached to your music? Bring the iPod or MP3 player along with you. Call a friend. Draw a picture. Write a story. Do some homework. Help a stranger. Pet a dog. Build some weapons of mass destruction. Educate yourself.

I mean, surely, there is something you can do, right? You can't be that uncreative, can you? Can you?!

It's been a while

So, I've decided to post again, yet I lack the inspiration. I guess I could just tell you guys pretty much anything that's been going on in my life, but that can be summed up in one word: nothing, and expanded into nothing. You can't really brainstorm on a topic about nothing, unless you're writing an episode of Seinfeld. And my life, it seems, has been going in that direction.

The music: this is all I have to say for my summer. Want to know what I've been doing? Listening to music. I've not even the inspiration to write my own, and haven't for a few months. I can't say I fully regret it though... I mean, I did discover some pretty cool gems. However, I've also, unfortunately, encountered albums like The Crucible of Man by Iced Earth. Avoid this like the plague, unless you're an insomniac who needs something to help them get to sleep. This will bore you into a coma.

Then there's the departure of someone I despise more than The Crucible of Man. Due to that, I've less reason to get angry, and more reason to be comfortable... with myself, with what is, rather than what isn't. A more peaceful state of mind was gained from this. And now I've learned he isn't coming back until October or November, but let's hope for next September, or possibly not until I move out. And I'll definitely be gone by next September.

But then there was the fact that I couldn't see my friends. You see, both of them have these problems... I won't go into it, but these problems did a fine job of disallowing them from seeing me. And these friends are two people. I have horrible trust issues, so I can't trust more than a few people. It's been lonely. My best friend's mom won't let me or her friends come to her birthday party, which is today. I can't say I liked my summer, but hey, read paragraph three again.