Can someone please tell me what the FUCK is happening here?? I mean gods almighty, George, I know you want Ep2 to be as mysterious as possible until it comes out, but why are you even bothering? Its…I…arms, alright? There’s arms, and you are evil, and the sense, there is none.

I’m not even going to get started on the shot of Hayden Christensen laying down in the dark. Purpose? Jeeeeee-zus. Its times like this I wish I smoked so I could light a cigarette and have it bob between my lips as I ranted. There’s something oddly satisfying about that imagery. …..too much Denis Leary in high school, I guess.

Eh. I’ve been on a kick the last few days. Week. Something. I actually started working on my custom Star Wars doll, behold my fleeing sanity. *shrugs* I had an extra Amidala doll, alright? And, let’s face it, while its a pretty doll, it looks absofuckinglutely nothing like Natalie Portman. Or even that chickee who played Sabé….way to go, Hasbro. But, um, y’know. Sewing up new clothes, which I’m actually becoming not-horrible at. Removed all her facepaint. Cut off most of her hair. Don’t want to cut it all off until I get her a wig. Or, if I absolutely have to, get a bag of hair and reroot her myself. Not looking forward to that. Definitely hoping for a wig. Then I have to repaint her face and possibly part of her torso — yeefuckinghaw — so that they’re pale but not white, and all one color. Then I have to paint in her eyes and eyebrows, then her facial tattoos, then I have to sculpt fucking horns and glue the damned things on. Then I have to finish her clothes, giving her an outer tunic and a cloak, and finally, sculpting her a lightsaber. Why am I doing this again??

Oh, right. Psychotic and obsessive, with delusions of creativity. Thanks. Almost forgot for a sec.

sounds like john williams & the london symphony orchestra, “duel of the fates”