Well how are we all this lovely day? Do anything romantic? Take that special someone for a stroll on the beach, a candlelit dinner, follwed up with some wild, passionate, borderline illegal love-making?
How sweet. Me on the other hand; I went to the movies with five other single friends. To see A Single Man. On Valentines Day.
And it was sold out.
So instead we went to Hungry Jacks (that's Burger King to my international readers) and bitched about all the happy couples that had presumably taken all the tickets and were probably just going to spend the whole movie making out anyway. Oh, and I have basically no income right now so was forced to scab food off my friends.
Anyway, moving on. For this weeks scene, given that it is Valentines Day, I thought it would be appropriate to pick something a little romantic. And then I thought "fuck it, it's my blog, I'll pick whatever I want". So without further adieu, here's Uma Thurman cutting of peoples limbs for a solid seven minutes.
How sweet. Me on the other hand; I went to the movies with five other single friends. To see A Single Man. On Valentines Day.
And it was sold out.
So instead we went to Hungry Jacks (that's Burger King to my international readers) and bitched about all the happy couples that had presumably taken all the tickets and were probably just going to spend the whole movie making out anyway. Oh, and I have basically no income right now so was forced to scab food off my friends.
Anyway, moving on. For this weeks scene, given that it is Valentines Day, I thought it would be appropriate to pick something a little romantic. And then I thought "fuck it, it's my blog, I'll pick whatever I want". So without further adieu, here's Uma Thurman cutting of peoples limbs for a solid seven minutes.
