I really wish I had a little more something profound to write about but I woke up with a splitting headache and have been feeling horrid the entire day. Which is a worry because the onslaught of uni is looming and I had some errands planned. I've perked up a little now though, with the help from a couple of asprin, a long nap and a comforting phonecall from a friend.
Last night I watched Encino Man before releasing I had infact seen this many moons ago. Oh gosh, it's so terrible but that's its charm I guess. Brendan Fraser is actually quite handsome after he's bathed for several hours but it was quite a stretch for the cover to compare it to the bodacious Wayne's World.
I'm going to hunt down another flick, preferrably something easy on the eye but all I can see is jarring action flicks that Shaun's lent me. I doubt Flight Of The Pheonix would dull my migraine. Hmm...
Film Count: 20 out of 365