...Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince?

My eye hurts a lot.
I need something to do, so I thought I'd tell the world how much my eye hurts.
I really need to drop this Amish approach to medicine, buck up and go to a doctor before I go blind. Sleep and time are not diminishing the effects of my swelling and I feel like that's extremely problematic.

I am all upset over harry potter, I can't stop reading reviews about the movie because I am in awe about how terrible It was. THEY LEFT OUT SO MUCH, AND THEN THEY ADDED IN STUFF. these movies were not made as a mode of artistic expression, they were not "inspired by". It should have been like the book. instead it was some spark notes summary a 5th grader would use to write her paragraph-long paper on a 700 page book. It was appalling. The only decency from the film laid in its cinematography, and even that was only slightly impressive. I am ill at this notion, because I have been anticipating this movie release for a couple years now.
What happened to background? pretense? setting? plot? theme? ARTISTIC INTEGRITY? hmmm? all lost within this PG movie by a director who OBVIOUSLY didn't read the book, a quick scan, or like I said spark noted it. Actually, David Yates probably approached J.K. Rowling and said "so forget all that fluff, this book is way too long...what are you REALLY trying to get at here, try and tell me in 5 words or less". Maybe that's a slight exaggeration. and the music, WHERE WAS THE MUSIC, I didn't get blown away by John Williams, only because there was no John Williams in there, it was Nicholas Hopper? oh lawds.
It was a movie seemingly made for kids, but my generation was the first to adopt Harry Potter, we should not be shafted and let down just so they can make a movie that will gross more revenue. GAHHHHHHHHHHHH. so disappointed.

rant over.



The Man I Love

Someday he'll come along, The man I love
And he'll be big and strong, The man I love
And when he comes my way
I'll do my best to make him stay

He'll look at me and smile, I'll understand
Then in a little while, He'll take my hand
And though it seems absurd
I know we both won't say a word

Maybe I shall meet him Sunday,
Maybe Monday, maybe not
Still I'm sure to meet him one day
Maybe Tuesday will be my good news day

He'll build a little home, That's meant for two
From which I'll never roam, Who would, would you
And so all else above
I'm dreaming of the man I love

--Billie Holiday.