The Watchmen

Tonight I sneakily saw this flick (I was hiding in a certain someone's sling). I'd heard a lot about it, namely that it was a bad movie that couldn't hold a candle to the book, but not having read the comics and liking the idea of making "realistic" superheroes, I was looking forward to it.

Despite the very graphic violence (which was kinda cool) and the numerous love scenes, I really really liked it! It had a good soundtrack (Sam would be impressed, it featured Simon and Garfunkel), was visually pleasing in a dark, film noir way (reminiscent of Blade Runner), and the way it explored the characters' stories was imaginative and awesome. I liked that the characters had issues that you normally don't see (but probably should expect) in protagonists. It was also extremely challenging in terms of morality and "the greater good" but I won't say much more so I don't spoil it for you.

My favourite character was Rorschach, the black-and-white detective who was moralistic to the point that he was immoral.

I did the quiz, and very happily for me this is who I got (no, I didn't cheat! I don't know how I got this because I tend to be easily swayed from what's right by fear and emotions):

Your result for The Watchmen Personality Type Test...

Rorschach

You scored 68% Moral Imperatives and 47% Attitude!

You are extremely moral absolutist.

While you unwaveringly follow a strict moral code, you often fail to demonstrate the empathy needed to make a moral decision. You find institutional forms of order unsatisfactory and oppressive and believe that your uncompromisng standpoint somehow exempts you from accusations of wrong-doing.

While some might respect your individual and steadfast perspective, be prepared for the possibility that the practical majority might find your black and white moral code unnacceptable.

Take The Watchmen Personality Type Test at HelloQuizzy

I recommend you see this film, though if you're like Rebecca you may spend most of it with your head in your hands.

always and never

I am always the mouse in your presence,
Sometimes funny, mostly quiet and fearful.
I saw your smoky horizon and now desire to
Distract you from that past with a new addiction:
Me.
Can you see my dark circles? Drawn to show I think of you?

It isn’t love, just sincere like, and a small frame
Huddling close to something warm in winter.
This isn’t enough to justify reciprocation. I know.
It would never, should never, work anyway.
Yet I let my mind go there
When you’re in the room
Or even when you’re away.
Or when I’m away.
Always away
And never together.

I live in a bakery

I kid you not. In the last few weeks a great number of bakery goods have been made in this house.

The first baker is: the girl who plans on breeding like a rabbit. Recently she made chocolate death. I think they were meant to be the love child of chocolate biscuits and chocolate muffins. She more or less created something that is more chocolate than chocolate, and tastes good enough for you to have a massive guilt trip and die moments after taking one bite.

The second baker is: the girl who thinks she'd make a decent boy. She went through a filo pastry phase, and after she mastered the art of cooking with filo, she moved onto making scones, pumpkin scones, banana muffins and banana loaf. Previously she tried make chocolate brownies in muffin form.

The third baker is: the girl with the love-struck expression. Although this is before my time, apparently she made really yummy shortbread biscuits with icing. No doubt she'll soon have the oven fired up again too!

You're probably thinking that I am the luckiest mouse alive, living in mouse heaven. Ha! I'm on a low carb diet. I've been living on tomatoes, salad onions and green shopping bags for the last month. It's really tough living here.

On the bright side of my suffering, I'm going to have the most awesome strength of character once I survive these temptations!

Therefore, I encourage you all to be strong also.

Yours courageously,
Desperado

Poetry and pictures on public transport

Today I was travelling to Flinders Street, because that's where teenagers like to hang out. On the train I experienced the awful horror that is "trying to make train travel more cultural by displaying awful artworks". The poems are generally awful, especially any by so-called "poets". The haikus all follow a similar structure of "placing the poem or stating an object/a line describing an action/random supposedly meaningful last line". It's all pretentious and terrible.

Oh, and then there's the children's artwork. This basically consists of an evil looking portrait similar to:

This is followed by the child's age, the title of the picture and Theme: innocence.
Innocence? How is drawing someone who is clearly deranged, dangerous and possibly possessed related to innocence? And then I realised this actually gave new meaning to innocence.

So now,

Innocence: (n) The drawing of something ugly and evil without knowing that it is ugly and evil.

Melbourne's public transport art gives me nightmares.

Hola

Welcome to my journal. This is my first post, so I'm rather excited! My inbred cousin Frankie, who recently passed away in the rain, said I was a whole lot smarter than anyone he knew. I think he's right, so I want to share my awesomeness to the whole world via the internet.

Let me introduce myself. My name is Desperado de Silva. I am six weeks old (I'm a teenager, but not like other teenagers who are silly!). My family originally came from Europe but I was born in Australia and now I live with three girls, two stick insects, and two crickets. I enjoy writing love poems, having midnight feasts and now I have discovered the joy that is the internet.
I really need to clarify something, though.

I am not a rat. I am a mouse. Yes, I am larger than average, but that doesn't make me a rat! I'm just big boned. So for all the people who think I'm a rat you are mistaken. Rat indeed! Frankie was a rat, but I am most definitely not!

I shall update more soon, and hopefully also upload some of my poems. Please read my journal and comment! (Also, to my housemates, I know you think it was naughty of me to chew the handles off the shopping bags, but I was hungry! I promise not to do it again! Please don't try to tempt me with peanut butter anymore!)

Love always,
Desperado =)