Confessions and Movies

I, Lazer McSanchez, am a nice guy.

Fuck.

No, seriously. I probably hold the world record for friend zone entrance. I fucking dive into that shit. My goal is to be more of an asshole. I think once I can bring that up I'll be on cruise control.

Oh, and contrary to Optimus' Valentine's day, I had a great one.

4 stars on DragonForce's Through the Fire and Flames. Bam.

Medium, but epic nonetheless.

Ya, so I think I'm going to be posting more. I'll talk about movies, so that'll give me some blog fodder.

I saw When Harry Met Sally this V-Day, I can see why it's a classic. Billy Crystal's character was fun to hate, while we were kinda annoyed by Meg Ryan's Sally, but in the way where we sympathize with her. However, this is where the movie's strong point comes in, the character's development over time. This is especially evident when Harry and Sally are reminiscing and refuse to believe the things they said when they were younger.

The movie's classic scenes definitely shine through, especially Crystal's speech detailing the exact reasons why he loves Sally. I found myself rooting for both characters, wanting Harry to win and wanting Sally to get who she deserves. The movie is definitely about both characters and their (admittedly realistic) quest for love, and we are never forced to choose sides. We watch two characters who play off each other with their differences transition to best friends and through a long struggle finally become lovers. A wonderful movie of destiny, love, and friendship.

Assholery? Don't mind if I do!

Hypothesis: Girls love assholes.

I've long heard this little truism, and I understood the theory behind it (strong alpha males) but it wasn't until recently I saw proof with my own eyes.

Exposition: Lazer is delivering two bags full of delicious candy. A group of dumb Mexican girls are walking towards him.

Tall Bitch: Oooooohh! Candy! Can we have some?!

Lazer: (Without even batting an eye) You're not pretty enough. (He keeps walking)

2 seconds pass

Short Bitch: Ooh, you're mean...

Bitch Bitch: Fuck you.

The rest of my delivery run was pretty uneventful, unless you count being followed by hungry eyes (Read: Fat people's eyes) an event.

And then...

Lazer: (Working the store) What do you want?

Bitches: *Giggle giggle* *Shuffle away*

Needless to say they were putty at the tip of my penis.



Too bad they weren't pretty enough.