Messsssmer

I'm either a big idiot or extremely loose with my Christmas bonus. Probably both. Add in a dash of swooning over Alan Rickman and you've got the recipe for what I just did. Work was blissfully nonexistent today, so I went to the video store and rented Mesmer for the sole purpose of drooling over Alan. Go ahead - say it. Amanda is so girly and superficial. I'm not denying it. He's delicious. I adored the movie and decided that I need to immortalize his extreme hotness in my DVD collection. Oh, but there *is* a catch. The DVD is not in print anymore and the used copies are obscenely priced. How obscenely priced? The cheapest one I could find was $48. Oh yes...you read that correctly. Forty-eight dollars. I bought it anyway. It's my money. I'll do with it as I please. And Alan pleases me. Very much so. How could I *not* want him desperately?

Exhibits A & B:





Totally worth $48+, right? That's what I thought. My avatar is Alan being a bit uneasy with the thought of some random chick getting all hot and bothered over him.

Geoff Farina (singer for Karate) is playing. He writes the best lyrics. "I'm never really satisfied 'til I'm home early every night. Some sort of bold social suicide."