Walter Sobchak

Kinda crap, actually >.<. Panic attacks suck. Getting better though, at least, methinks.

Doing assignment work now. Always delightful.

How are you today?

I'm bored. Talk to me.

I did raise an eyebrow at that. It seemed like an interesting concept.

I had a feeling, that's why I left a remark.

I am aware of this. It seems you are too. We must be better than all the other people that did not notice.

Hey El, how's life?

Thunder cats HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! ok that was my little random rant... later!

I read your journal. I was pleasantly surprised. It seems that I have, in the past, underestimated your taste in music. People who like Soviet Kitsch more than Begin to Hope are thin on the ground.

That's debatable.

I need something to do. Or a job. What about you?

This is a visitor message. You now have one from me. Also, I like your avatar. Obama on a skateboard destroying a helicopter with nunchucks. Excellent.

Honestly, before I get into discussion with movies, please note that I am probably the worst movie critic ever, so don't take much of what I say seriously.

I saw Punch Drunk Love in movie theaters, and I must say while the plot was original, I felt the story was still somewhat dumb as a love story but there were parts of it that seemed to mesh well, like the sisters' treatmen towards Barry and the love-obsession he has for this woman. The whole phone sex storyline part was farfetched, to say the least.

The other one that I disagree with is probably Lost in Translation. Although like I said before, it was something fresh and new, I think that the story tried to get at too much at once, like dealing with the whole loneliness with themselves, with being in a different country, and with their marital relationships. Plus the whole ending left the future of the two in too much question for me. That is just me though.

Herro there Mr El Wray.
Always good to read your posts when I come across them.
Later.

El Wray! I can't believe I never gave you a VM before! Here take this Visitor Message for being such a good smart person.

Why hello!

And you were right in your journal about how you're lucky in getting to travel a lot. I'm jealous, I won't lie.