I have been thinking alot recently about the physiological meaning of goosebumps. That's partially because everytime I think about IRON MAN or see a commercial for it, I get chills and goosebumps.
And then when I saw the freaking ungodly positive reviews for IRON MAN on
rottentomatoes.com I had a near fatal conniption.
I don't think 23 year olds are supposed to have such strong feelings toward a superhero movie. I have just always loved Iron Man. I even had IronmanMT as a few usernames way back in the dizzay. And then after seeing Robert Downey Jr. in Kiss Kiss Bang Bang, I was like "This guy rules!" Then I had similar feelings toward him after Zodiac and Good Night and Good Luck.
So, I'm freaking pumped about seeing Iron Man tomorrow. I predict I see it atleast 3 times in the theatre, breaking my seeing movies in theatre record currently tied between X-Men 2, 3, and Bourne Ultimatum.
The fact that I'm so gonzo over an upcoming movie as a source of happiness should let you in on the other parts of my life. Not too much good going on there. So I have to squeeze all the joy I can from good stuff, like Iron Man.
I really want to fast-forward 2 months or so, then I can just be in Houston, making fat jack, sitting in my pimped out estate, watching high-definition television, sipping on Evian, working out at the high class 24 hour fitness, eating tilapia, and kicking ass.
Translation - I don't want to study for finals and I don't want to have to move out, and I don't want to have to move in, and I don't want to have to have a first day of work and settle in etc. Woe is me.
Oh, and tomorrow is my last day of college classes.
This is the way my college career ends This is the way my college career ends This is the way my college career ends Not with a bang but a whimper.
Comments (2)
I definitely return the compliment, especially to someone who is a much more consistent blogger than myself.
BTW, lots of 23 year olds get excited about superhero movies. They just tend to live with their mothers. :D