The Asylum

My BFF left for Florida today. Like, to live there. I am not in Florida. Nowhere close, in fact. Most of my Man of the Night blogs stem from movies watched with her. I no longer have a silly movie-watching partner to ogle the pretties.

I dunno who will see this or whatever, but I’d be grateful for any lovely menfolk on my Dash, especially Alex O’s back tattoo or Andrew-Lee Potts’s dimples. It would go a long way to soothing my heartache.

Rather than drowning my sorrows in pina coladas, I’d rather burn them away in the hotness of flavorable men. lol

Dreamed last night I was surfing for pics and gifs for my viewing pleasure, and my aunt was like:

Why are you looking at pictures of panting wet naked men?

And I was thinking, because they’re super hot badasses and water makes everything awesomer, but I said:

That’s the guys from The Boondock Saints. It’s a movie.

And she was like:

Oh. I thought it might have been one of those girl-boner things.

And I shrieked in a horrified voice:

STAY OFF THE INTERNET!! YOU LEARN BAD THINGS!!

Lolololololol 

My sleepy brain makes me laugh. 

Normally I try to keep things (relatively) clean on my blog since I don’t know who might be watching, but I have to just confess this: I would totally have a wicked epic threesome with the MacManus twins. LOL

I’m watching The Boondock Saints for the gajillionth time and I just felt the need to vent that, because damn.

PS—The gifs aren’t mine. Credit to whoever they belong to. :)

THOUGHTS: So I just finished season 2 of The Walking Dead. I watched the first ten episodes yesterday and finished up the last three just a few minutes ago. My brother says I have a problem, but whatever. He’s stupid. Anyhoo, it’s a great show for sure. Funnily enough, the only problem I had was that it seems that Daryl never showers. They were at the farm for an indeterminate amount of time, with hot running water, and he was still always dirty, even when he wasn’t out hunting or whatever. I’m like, sweetheart, wash your hair. lol But no, seriously, I’m sure I could totally get used to it. At least he isn’t balls-to-the-wall crazy.

Overall rating of TWD Season 2: Lurve. Bad things happened, but it keeps you on your toes, a la Primeval or other British shows where the writers aren’t afraid to kill good characters.

Least Favorite Character: That’s a tough call. I have issues with a lot of them and wouldn’t be heartbroken if several of them bit it—no pun intended.

Favorite Character: Daryl Dixon, hands down. He tries to be an ass (and most of the time succeeds), but he’s a good guy.

Thanks to my cool brother (I say that because he doesn’t follow me and will never see it), I watched the first season of The Walking Dead yesterday. Holy crapballs, guiz. I have a new character crush. I guess I have an unnatural attraction to snipers/archers because Daryl Dixon is gross and dirty and kind of a jackass, but he is still the shit and is sexy as hell.

Of course, it doesn’t hurt that it is Norman Reedus, who I’ve always found to have a certain je ne sais quoi.

WHAT THE EFFING EFF?!?!

Steve, honey, I think you’re doing it wrong.

Still, I’m pretty sure I had a dream like that once.

Bahahahaha! Just kidding.

(But seriously though…)

Who has two thumbs and just found a brand new DVD copy of Romeo is Bleeding, starring 1994 Gary Oldman?

Happy dance! I’ve never seen this movie before now and I found it for $3. What uuuuuup! I’m pretty sure that once I watch this, I’ll have seen all of Gary Oldman’s movies, including Criminal Law, which had a super disturbing sex scene in which Gary Oldman’s girlfriend turns into Kevin Bacon, because Kevin Bacon is all up in his head.

Romeo is Bleeding might not be the greatest movie was pretty entertaining (and mad kudos to Lena Olin for playing the craziest bitch ever), but I’m a fan, dammit, and this is what I do. :D