Fuck. Fuck. Fuckety Fuck.
*throws things just to hear them break*
I could write a rant, but I don't bloody feel like it. And what the hell good would it do? Not a godsdamned bit, that's what.
Oh, and Canada? I am SO not your friend right now. Go to your room. We'll talk later when I can form complete, non-expletive sentences.
*takes iPod, sits out on porch for a while*
ETA: Of course the bloody link to the Edmonton Journal doesn't work.
*tries one that does, goes outside*
*throws things just to hear them break*
I could write a rant, but I don't bloody feel like it. And what the hell good would it do? Not a godsdamned bit, that's what.
Oh, and Canada? I am SO not your friend right now. Go to your room. We'll talk later when I can form complete, non-expletive sentences.
*takes iPod, sits out on porch for a while*
ETA: Of course the bloody link to the Edmonton Journal doesn't work.
*tries one that does, goes outside*
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Date: 2006-09-15 07:29 am (UTC)I'm not so much upset with him as with the rickafracka government. Because, dammit, it isn't fair.
I'm so glad I read Hard Core Roadshow. It really says a lot about how fucked-up the Canadian film industry is, in an entirely different way than it is in the US. Well, almost. It's still all about money, only here it's a heck of a lot MORE money.