@HanFliesCasual Yup. From old and trusty Europe!

Watching modern day horror movies is terrifying. Not in a "good" horror way. So much money and all you could do was some crappy CGI? Waste.

Nope, this movie isn't Director's Cut, it's Director's Crap.

I'm sick and my throat is on fire. Can't wait for my nose to start running from me! Better prepare rolls of toiler paper!

Blanket over my head kind of mood.

Being ill means not being able to enjoy food. And that sucks. Big time.

Bittersweet pain of finishing a good movie and plotting how to make all your friends LOVE IT OR THEY'LL BURN IN HELL!!!

My nose ain't runnin', it's fuckin' hyperjumpin' through the Universe. I'm gonna drown in my own mucus. Dammit!

My friend and I decided to go to NYC. Counted our money and all. Well, at least we can buy a burger or something...

At nights like these I lay in my bed, blood rushing in my head, feet burning up, brains turnings into cinder in a whimp.

I haven't been outside for days. Damn this cold! I could be where the people are, but instead I'm nuzzling my napkins.

Another night wasted. Better poison myself with coffee and do it all over again tomorrow!

I love how "goodbye" used to be spelled as "'good-bye". Makes you pause between "good" and "bye" and think a bit what's in the middle.

I do exceed in... let's say... sleeping!

Life is but a brief moment of beauty. Bittersweet and tragic in its design.

Just watched six episodes of a show in a row. No one died. Wow! That's something new after The Walking Dead and GoT!

Cancer.

All this sparkling wine makes me drowsy. Pillow-wine.

I had a bottle of white wine. That'd be all.

Here's a segment I'd like to call LOVE SONG LYRICS CORRECTED: "I can't believe I [NEVER] captured your heart."