Whoregan the Hermit

okay, so i'm aware of the fact that i don't have a proper life where i go out and do totally awesome, jawdroppingly exciting stuff, but i do the best with what i've got. and unlike sarro (whom, i will add, just for those of you out there who don't watch the land before time, he's a dinosaur ((well more specifically a brontosaurus)) who is part of little foot's tribe, little foot being a little ((surprise surprise)) brontosaurus), i am a storyspeaker, and hence can make a tiny story into an epic tale (and not just bs about dinosaurs racing the wind down mountains and rescuing your sister purely for the sakes of incestual shit).

today, i saw harry potter: the half blood prince, twice. you'd think that i'd be sick of the movie by now, but no. it was extremely compelling from start to finish. of course, sans the fact that there was an obvious lack of potter orgy with all of paddy and i's favourites. my mother and i came to the conclusion that the reason why the harry potter movies never cease to amaze everyone (aside from having an amazing plotline) is because they are british actors. yes, i know, we've actually found something the brits are good for! acting, and reese's peanut butter cups. still a shame about lack of orgy, but you know, life goes on.

another thing i noticed was how amazingly babelicious hermione and ginny have become. i mean, those girls have seriously blossomed, especially hermione. although she lacks character, as does ginny. if you want character, see "luna lovegood". my dad is in love with her. everytime she came on the screen, dad just went "i dig this chick." ahh, the sadness of my family members.

all over, my holidays have been fairly eventful except for this week, the title of this blog is "whoregan the hermit", confused as to why it's named that, but we'll keep it there. just for name's sake. still at a loss of what to get matt for his birthday. ahh, ideas?