Supernatural Transcript: All Hell Breaks Loose - Sam's Death Scene

Disclaimer: I do not own, or claim to own any part of Supernatural, it's characters or scripts. I am just a fan that thoroughly enjoys everything about the show, and wanted to break down my favourite scene in the series (so far... I am starting from the beginning again!) in detail, as if it were written for a novel. Focussing on the emotions, the heartache and thoughts of all the characters - going into more detail than what you see on the screen. I absolutely adore the bond between Dean and Sam as brothers - Dean's protection over his little brother just makes me all smooshy inside! Love it!!!
For pure 'fan' entertainment purposes only! Enjoy!

Original scripts by the writers of Supernatural - not me!


ALL HELL BREAKS LOOSE: PART 1 - Sam's Death

His teeth gritting past the sharp pain in his side, Sam slowly raised the metal rod over his head, as he stood over Jake, who was lying motionless and unconscious on the ground. 

It would be easy, Sam told himself. One quick motion, and it would all be over. The anger surged up through Sam's arm as he took aim to drive the splint straight through Jake's heart.

Then, Sam paused.

It wasn't worth it. This whole thing wasn't worth killing another human being over, no matter what was at stake here. It wasn't worth giving 'him' what he wanted.

Sam sighed, lowered the blade and took a step back.

At that moment, out of the silence, Sam heard something. A person calling, off in the distance.

“...Sam!”

Sam frowned and wondered if he had heard right. He turned back up the main street, looking in the direction that the voice came from. Was it...?

At the end of the stretch of ratty old buildings that lined the outskirts of the town, Sam saw two figures appear out of the evening mist, making their way towards him.

Sam could not believe his eyes.

It was Dean. His brother Dean, and Bobby. Sam breathed a huge sigh of relief.

“Dean!” he called, his voice a mix of relief and exhaustion. He slowly started to make his way up towards them, clutching at his side, though oblivious to the all of the pain he had just endured. That really didn't matter right now.

 

Dean, who was flicking across each of the buildings systematically with his torch, turned at the sound of his brother’s voice. He squinted as he searched through the darkness. Finally, he landed on him. He sighed.

Sam was alive. Everything was going to be ok.

As Dean began walking towards his brother, his face suddenly fell when he saw a dark figure rise up out of the shadows, right behind Sam. Dean saw straight away that it was holding a sharp hunting knife.

“Sam....LOOK OUT!!!!!” Dean screamed, breaking into a run, but Sam didn't even have a chance to register what was happening.

 

In an instant, Jake had rammed the blade deep into Sam's back, ripping his flesh open and severing his spine. Sam jolted forward, the white hot pain piercing him through his body... his face screwed up in agony and surprise.
“No!!!!!” Dean screamed, pelting across the compound. But he was too late.

Jake saw Dean and Bobby running at him, and coldly yanked the blade out of Sam's back, turning and disappearing up the street. Bobby tore after him, hot on his tails – his gun cocked ready to fire. They both vanished into the shadows… then all went quiet.

Sam's stood unsteady for a moment, then collapsed onto his knees, his blood spilling across the dusty floor at an alarming pace.

Dean immediately dropped to the ground and caught Sam in his arms before he fell forward. Grabbing him by his jacket, Dean put his weight quickly under Sam’s body, hoisting him up and holding him around the shoulders. Already Dean could see that Sam was losing focus, his head was slumped forward and hints of blood had started to appear at the sides of his mouth.

 

 

“Sam, hey... hey come here...” Dean said gently. “Let me look at you...”

He pulled his body against Sam’s and reached behind him to inspect the stab wound. He was hoping for any chance that it might be ok. But as he touched the spot in Sam’s back, and his hand was instantly drenched in blood, it confirmed his worst fears.

Dean swallowed back the sick feeling that shot through his stomach. He wasn’t prepared for this, for what was about to happen. He turned back and sat in front of Sam, holding his little brother’s face firmly between his hands.

“Hey look at me, Sam. It’s not even that bad…” he tried to sound strong, but his voice was shaking. “It’s not even that bad, alright? Sammy?”

Sam looked at him, unable to speak, and his eyes flickered closed. Dean could feel his brother’s weight starting to sink – he was losing strength fast.

“Sam!” Dean shook him gently, his heart pounding. This wasn't going to happen, not yet.

 

“Listen to me,” Dean said. “We’re going to patch you up, ok? You’ll be as good as new. I’m gonna take care of you, ok?” He sweeped Sam’s hair off his face, looking straight into his eyes, desperate for any kind of reaction. Sam was struggling to stay conscious.

“I’ve got you, because… that’s my job, right?” Dean tried to crack a smile, “watching after my… pain in the ass little brother…” Sam looked at him wearily for one last moment, then closed his eyes. His head went heavy in Dean’s hands.

 “Sam?... Sam?”

Sam was quiet. Dean's heart jumped up into his throat.

“Sam?! Sammy?!!”

But it was too late.

Sam was gone.

Dean sat there, stunned, with his brother's face still held between his hands. This couldn't happen. Not this way. Not to his little brother... not after everything they've been through....

“No.... no no no no no... oh come on....oh god…” Choking back sobs, Dean grabbed Sam and pulled his lifeless body against his. He sat in the blood drenched dirt, cradling his brother in his arms, tears flowing down his face as the reality sunk in ­–

He was now alone in the world.

 

 

 

 “SAM!”



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Transcription written by A!rTester

Original script by the writers of Supernatural
 

06/10/11 - Umbrellas are GREAT inventions, but...

Mood: Full of tea. And guilt. I ate 4 wonderfully greasy slices of Pizza Capers BBQ Bonanza for lunch today. My boss insisted! He bought it. And told me to eat it. Well, ok that's a lie. He asked would I like pizza for lunch. And I happened to say yes. Did I think he was going to offer to buy it? No! It just happened to find itself in my mouth after that. Four times.
My eating plan is out the WINDOW for the week - booooooooo. I was doing so well! Yes, ladies and gentlemen. For the moment I am obsessed with trying to look amazing-er. 

See, this is my plan to look amazing and get healthy....er:
1. Eat a big breakfast
2. Eat no lunch. I sit all day so I have no energy expendiature really. Just brain expendature. How do you spell expendicha?
3. Drink a shyte load of water over the day... flush out toxins and all that crap.
3. Eat a whopper dinner.

Yes, yes. I know all you 'food buffs' may be cringing at this plan right now. I know you're not really supposed to eat a big dinner. Or are you? Or are you just supposed to graze over the day and have no big meals at all?
WHATEVER I say. I am cruising along to my own thought for food (get what I just did that? Amazing...). I am happy doing it. I am losing those few extra flabby kilos I was desperately trying to shake. GO YOU KILOS GO!

And I didn't walk this morning either. Bloody rain. Bloody guilt. Fatty pants Thursday today!

I did play squash on Wednesday though. That's something!

Eating: I have avoided any other lumpy edible substance today after the pizza episode. Clogged arteries and guilt has kept me full today! 
It was a mighty fine 4 slices of grease heaven though, I'll give it that.
Bacon, pepperoni, amazing woody-smokey BBQ sauce, onions and some other unidentifiable things that tasted good.

Would you believe I've also had homemade pizzas for tea the last 2 nights in a row as well? HA! They were healthy. They had avocado on them! And vegetables n stuff... ah who am I kidding?

And this weekend - joy!! A binge fest full of drinking, boozing, sloshing it up.... CAN'T WAIT! Screw this week. I've blown it pretty much anyway. I just ate a KitKat too with my tea.

Ok, let's write this week off. Start fresh next week!

Friend Stacey's birthday celebrations this weekend. We are heading up the bootiful Sunshine Coast for a afternoon and night of frivilous delights (see... see what I just did there too? Awesome...). Cruising the pub and club scene of Mooloolabah, should be veeeeeeeeery interesting.

Drinking: Hmm, I seem to be jumping ahead of the questions today, no? Nuff said. I've drunk tea. I WILL be drinking an assortment of alcoholic goodies come Saturday. And expelling most of it from my body on Sunday.

Watching: Wanting to watch nothing other than SUPERNATURAL at any given moment of spare time. Utterly obsessed with them at the moment... I mean, it. The show, yes. Not the 2 amazingly handsome, drop dead sexy devils that headline it. Nah, nothing to do with those two at all. I keep spoiling things by doing stupid things like adding Supernatural to my Facebook 'Likes' and getting all sorts of picture and news spoilers when I'm only 2 seasons in of 5. WHY AM I DOING THIS TO MYSELF???? I know I don't want to ruin it, but yet here I am, spoiling it. Sod it. 

Listening to: The raining evening descending. And hungry poo fluffs. They attacking their newspaper bedding in protest because I'm not doing anything productive like FEEDING THEM. OH MY GOD I AM THE WORST PARENT EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!! Says they.

They can wait. I have too much to write and I'm on a roll.

Why am I doing this to myself really? I've just spend the last 2 hours at work, working solidly, staring at my computer, completing work for a client who is looking in over my shoulder. Not hard work, by any means, but I didn't get a break in all that time. And usually I give my eyes a wee rest after 30mins or so. Not this afternoon. They say computers don't wreck your eyesight? I beg to differ sir! I came out the other end, blurry eyed and struggling to see past our shop door. Eeep. Yucky computers. Why do I love using you so?

So, you'd think I'd get home and do something much more easier on my eyes. Like, watching TV, right? Nope. Don't laugh, I was trying to be sarcastic, but it's hard to convey emotion on this thing sometimes....

Oh wait... oh bugger it I couldn't be arsed finding an animated emoticon right now.

*gets motivated and inserts charming animated 'sarcastic' emoticon*

There. Doesn't work as well though, do it? Ok fine fine I found it.

Satisfying?

Just finished: Cranking the oven for our delicious 'Lamb Tucker Bags' for tea. Lamb mince, dianne sauce, rosemary I think... all wrapped up in pastry in a sweet little bag thingy. Delish! I shall make them and they shall be yummy. And I shall make some corn. And, and brocolli.

Gee writing on blogs are way better than twitter and facebook. I can so much more off my chest and it's unlikely that anyone is going to read it! Perfect! Oh wait, isn't that what people do on Facebook now...

After this, I'm going to: feed the fluff stuffies and get arse off computer. Looks bad. I feel bad.

Some random notes I wanted to mention:

• I love umbrellas up until the point when you need to de-umbrella and get in your car. This is such a fruitless exercise that you end up getting just as wet if you had no umbrella at all. It's always such a frantic moment... "ahh! Get the door open.... AHH!!! Get the umbrella down and in... AHH!!! IT'S GOING ALL DOWN MY ARM!!! OMG I'M GETTING MY HAIR WET... my BAG is getting wet, arghhhhh!!! GET IN GET IN GET IIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNN!!!! OMG THE DOOR IS STUCK WITH THE UMBRELLA IN IT!!! GOD HELP MEEEEEEEEEE!!!"
• My Garfield cup, with all the characters dressed up as the Seinfeld characters, is virtually indestructible. *Touch wood* It's copyright dates back to... 1996. I've had the cup for THAT long. It's my prized tea cup. Along with my 'GarTrek' cup. Where they're all spoofing Star Trek. Heart it heaps.
• My kitchen light isn't working at all. It's amazing how annoying it is not to have a kitchen light. Luckily I have the range hood light - saviour! But it's like frigging camping, I swear...
• Why, when you need to reach over something to reach something almost OUT of reach, it's easier to stand on one foot and not two? I did it this afternoon and pondered the thought. But that's as far as I went, I'm putting it out there isntead.
• I'm about to score an iPhone as a WORK phone. I am so uberly chuffed it's ridiculous. ANGRY BIRDS HERE WE COME!!!

And that, my facebook friends, is about it. Time to rest my eyes and watch some flickering TV show.

RIP Steve Jobs, you did an amazing one. iSad.

~ Peace, Love & Mungbeans ~

xxx

23/09/11 - Home alone, with Mr Gusto Vino

Mood: If you couldn't tell.... fellow chain facebook followers... I am home alone. With nothing else but wine and the computer to keep me company on a Friday night. Boo bloody hoo. Well... until 8pm at least, when Mr Harris comes home. It wouldn't be so bad if I got home at 5:30pm like I usually do. But today, as I went to design school, I get home early... at like 4pm. Yay, but semi nay... as I have no one to play with. Just me and the wine. I just uploaded a pile of photos to facebook, after wiping all of my 50-something albums. I find it fun adding the captions, that's the best bit. I get a kick of saying to everyone HEY! LOOK AT WHAT I'VE DONE. SEE?? SEE?????? A bit egotistical I know. Ok, very ecotistical. I don't care. I'm sure that's everyone elses aim that adds photos to Facebook. I like putting photos up that I know my friends will eventually find and get excited over seeing. And comment on. I'm such a frickin' facebook sucker!!! ITS WHY WE ALL DO IT. RIGHT? RIGHT????????

Eating: Last thing I ate, was fresh avocado on fresh bakery bread (I went to the bakery before I hit First Choice... on my Friday arvo run...), toasted bread, drizzled with olive oil, topped with the avo... then freshly cracked pepper and salt on top. Simple, yes. Delicious. HELL YES. Eaten on the patio in amongst my plants and sunshine. JOY!!!

Drinking: A $5 Vino Gusto Rose... got the Treminar Riesling ALSO for $5. $10 deal. It's not half bad! I wish I could splurge on a bit-more-expensive vino... but meh! It does the same job. It TASTES really good! I msged my Dad and told him it was like a red chardonnay. Not overly sweet, but mildly acidic. Red chardonnay? Why hasn't anyone created this yet??

Watching: Listening, behind my back... to That 70's Show. Canned laughter. Should really be watching it rather than bludging around online. But typing is more productive I find.

Listening to: Again... the TV... behind my back. When Paulie gets home we'll get the SuperNatural cranking!!!! AIYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!! HOT GHOST HUNTERS!!!!!!!!!!! I am still debating which one I prefer. I think I've gravitating more towards Dean. He's a hot head, and not very emotional. But he's so gorgeous. I love the ... and what friend Gail Bowers states.... 'vagina episodes', where he needs to save his brother, or visa versa... and it's all emotional and heroic. LOVE IT!!! One more episode tonight. And Paul went to JB HiFI to get us the next few seasons, with their FANTASTIC 3 for the price of 2 deal. MAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

* EDIT. Paul just called. The 3 for 2 deal finished. Bollocks. He just got one season. Bloody balls.
** Double edit. Friend Stacey just informed me that I'm retarded and spelt Gale's name wrong. OOPSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!


Just finished: Uploading photos to Facebook. What a completely unproductive thing to do. I could have done dishes. I could have put my washing away. Eff it. It's Friday. I can be lazy.

After this, I'm going to: feed the fluff stuffies and heat up my Fragrant Thai Green Curry. It has that hint of coriander in it. SPOILER. It's pretty peppy too. BOOOOO!!! Don't get Kantong Green Curry. It's ok, but not morish like most of my other dinners.... :(

One wish for the day:
That I could have transported myself to Dad's Beer Garden and enjoyed an afternoon/sunset sipping wine in the sun, with my Dadsy and whoever else wanted to join in. It really is an awesome place to be :)

And now... I must refill my glass, and let the evening roll on in marvellous Friday Fashion....

Happy weekend everyone!!

~ Peace, Love & Mungbeans ~

xxx

23/05/11: Pardora tattoos

Mood: Hungry for sweets, but know I must resist...

The pants are slowly getting tighter - damn that persistent poke to my self consciousness. YES. Yes. Body, I am aware, shutup please. I do know that I am not as unfat as I used to be. I never admit to being a skinny girl. Well fed, yes. I'm sure a lot of us can relate to that. Good food is too good to pass up. Creamy pasta? Gimme. Sweet chunky chocolate chip cookies homemade. Um. Bring it on in wheelbarrowfuls please. Anyway, I digress slightly. My aim tonight at 6:30pm is to do a small exercise routine in the comfort of my own artroom (upstairs, away from prying Mr Harris snoop-doggy-dogness...). Situps, pushups (though seeing as I can only do 3 that won't last long), thigh and butt crunches and lower back strengthening. Drawing it all from the recent yoga and pilates classes I have been doing at the gym. At the time I thought "man, this would be easy to do at home, and I need it cause the arms are beginning to bingo-wing... ooh downward dog..."

The question is... can I get off my lazy arse, gather what little self discipline I have together, in the rainy blithering cold evening, and get myself through half an hour of personal, self driven muscle stuff?

Watch this space and find out I guess?

Eating: With my mind? The last of the Lindt balls in the cupboard. With my mouth? Jack shizen. Boo hoo. Pork chops for tea though, with yummy carb-swelling spud, brocolli, corn and BAKED BEANS. Yup. Can't have my spud without baked beans. And drenched in gravy. Ooooh damn I should have reminded Mr Harris to get dinner rolls... so I can drench them in butter, gravy and meat shards.....

Drinking: Hot hot tea cause my house is cold cold cold. And our mini heater fan thingy blows dust around the house, causing coughing fits to people within distance. Not nice. So we suffer. With ugg boots, blankies, tracky pants, and our lurrrrrrve. Lots of heart warming lurve between a husband and wife. 

 

Are you still there? I was just kidding really. 

Watching: Nothing right now, but new Big Bang Theory on tonight - whoop whoop!

Watched this AWESOME Japanese game show last night on SBS, they played 2 similar shows in a row. It was like Wipeout.. .but with super fit ninja style people that can do ANYTHING physical. The obstacle courses were MENTAL!!
The second show was an obstacle course for people to get through... but only walking on stilts. Yup. There were conveyor belts, wobbling platforms, mountains, tiny stepping stones about the width of the stilt itself. And these guys were doing it, easily, and fast. WTF??? No lives people, no lives!
 
Listening to: Drippy relaxation of the rain, and not much else. Whirring of the fish tank, tapping of the keys. Piggies will be singing for their supper soon though.... WHEE WHEE WHEE!!


Just finished: Work. Buggered but not stressed, which is the sign of a good day. Lots of artwork happening so Katy is stoked stoked stoked! Go away shop people, let me do my art! MEH! Yeah! MEH!!!! *raspberry* Mark wants me to get a qualification in graphic design. HELLS YES I SAY. I need to learn a bit more about the general principles of graphic design, right now I'm winging it. As successful as this is proving to be, I would rest easier knowing I've got a qualification under me belt. We'll see how that pans out.

Oop. V8 motor. Mr Harris is home! MAKE ME DINNER! Please...

After this, I'm going to: feed the fluff stuffies and do... my workout. Bleh...

One wish for the day:
That I didn't have to do my workout. But I have to. Fab is taunting me... waaah....


I came up with a great idea today.

Instead of collecting the pandora bracelet pendants... get a tiny little tattoo symbol down your back, or arm. Simple one colour tattoos, and simplish similiar styled designs in a straight line... I reckon that would look really neat!

Example tats:
- graduation: cap with tassles
- new baby: girl or boy symbol
- new pet: dog paw print
- holiday: eiffel tower
- wedding: 2 rings

Hehe. I like it. Maybe more symbolic images, so they're more special and less obvious? 

But not big, just about 1cm x 1cm. For those of you that like tattoos of course.

~ Peace, Love & Mungbeans ~

xxx

01/03/11: Pinch and a bunch!

Mood: I am disheartened. I weighed myself 2 nights ago, and for the first time in my life I have tipped over 65kg. Yup, it's out there. I cannot believe it. It's always been 63... 62...wavering... lowering... steadying.... low 64's... all ok. But somewhere along the line I've gone too far. Yikes! That's a huge shock to the system. And now since it's happened all I can do is look in the mirror and 'feel' fat... I've had this nasty little 'pudge' all day. Though it's not that noticeable I'm sure. But my comfy shorts had to be 'zip released' last night while I was watching the Oscars. Oh crap. It's happening. I've hit 25 and now the weight is starting to pack on. All that lovely chocolate that I could get away with, all the sweeties, the muffins...NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! Looks like I'm going to have to be a 'food watcher' now. Sh!t. Sad faces.

Eating: Ironically, I just narfed down one of the last pieces of my amazing caramel marshmellow rice bubble slice, with a layer of thick, cold, hard chocolate on top. Yup, I feel soooo guilty. And I'm totally kicking into gear with this 'stop all sweets' kick cause I got 1kg fatter. Totes, already.

Sneeze.

Drinking: nothing fun

Watching: At the moment, I am watching 'Bewitched' on Go! as I blog. It's better than 'I Dream of Genie'. Something just sounded like Lex on Jurassic Park when the Raptor sees her in the mirror and starts charging at her, and she lets out that awesome scream. It just happened again. It's my neighbours.

I pulled up to home this afternoon to a massive removal truck outside my next door neighbours house. Um. Are they moving? Please tell me they are, otherwise that's just cruel. To me. If they are chuffing off, that will be an end (well, depending on incoming neighbours...), the cigarette smoke wafting in our house at 7am in the morning, the swearing at the young children who will probably end up running away from home, getting messed up in drugs and basically hating their parents like poison when they turn 14. The whinging whining little baby who wails so unnecessarily for periods of up to half an hour - only to have the Dad scream abuse at her and have her cry more. Ugh. Such doting parents.... OMG Seinfeld just came on!!! STOKED!!!!

Change topic...
 
Listening to: Canned laughter.

HEY! I just realised I'm missing a section... where is the 'Just Finished?'... I deleted it. Oopths!

Here we go...


Just finished: Eating my slice and watching Bewitched. And finished work. Busy yet unproductive day. How annoying.

After this, I'm going to: feed the mini poop machines, get into pilates gear and head off to pilates.

One wish for the day:
That I was back to 63kg. Have been feeling flabby as well as bloaty. Oh joy. Wahhhhhhh....

 "Idiot on the Road" moment: none today. All was well!

~ Peace, Love & Mungbeans ~

xxx

28/02/11: Shutup SHUTUP SHUUUT UUUUP!!!!

Every media outlet. About the Oscars. Internet speshally. Stopit. For godsakes some of us actually want to be pathetic (for once) and waste an entire evening watching this addictive crap tonight on TV... yes yes, this year that is me. I am dedicating a whole evening to it (I am going to be so tired tomorrow... but for once, who gives a turd), I even skipped yoga class (granted, I am buggered and didn't feel like going).... and convinced Mr Harris to waste the little hour or so of the evening he is awake of an evening... on it. Grand. Mighty grand. Is that an oxymoron type thing?
For once I am excited about the line up. I already got one unwanted spoiler at lunch today when I just jumped online for a customer. Stupid www.smh.com.au and it's news related items. I DID NOT WANT TO SEE THAT.


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Mood: Hungry and excited. I think all my mood statuses involve hungry and.... *insert other less important emotion here*. We have declicious... (read on...)

Eating: ... sausage hot pot, slow cooked and as leftovers so they've been left to sit in their own magical food juices (I put in food juices else that would just sound sick), all day in the fridge so tres excitement for dinner. Always nice when you put in the effort to make something seriously nomnom. Thick beef sausages, sweet potato, zuccini, onion, carrot, honey and casserole mix. All on a bed of mashed potato. Is that serious comfort food or WHAT. Who cares that it's 40+ degrees out there. Food is sometimes worth the pain. And comfort food is comfort food.

Also, another addition from weekend foodies... had the most AMAZING Vietnamese dish in the city Saturday night... a cute little restaurant tucked in amongst an inspiring line up of restaurants along Little Stanley Street.. seared crispy salmon (it crunched as you bit into it, then soft salmony middle) on a bed of ginger infused sweet potato mash, with a side of bok choy and all drizzled in this amazing soy glaze. Complimented... well, actually not complimented but I want to look into matching wines with food cause I don't think this one worked... some sort of cheapo Sauv Blanc (not a personal choice but it was the cheapest at $6 a glass!)

After cruising along that strip I have now vowed to try every one of those restaurants as when we were finding our place for dinner the smells from each of these spots were divine. I guess I was starving though so that probably helped.

So... whose hungry now?

Drinking: I think my wine tastes are going in for the change yet again. I bought, out of choice, a sauvingon blanc yesterday afternoon to help tackle the house cleaning. It was a Banrock Station wine though, and they're always fantastic for the moolah. Yes, this sauv blanc boasted all sorts of lovely fresh fruits as bouquet and taste, and as it was feral hot I couldn't resist the read up. I couldn't quite pick out all the lovely gooseberries and melons that they label stated, but it was still drinkable. I was amazed. Either Banrock station do a completely out of field Sauv Blanc or my tastes are beginning to mature, or turn...

BRING IT ON. More wine is happy Katy pants :)

Watching: Last night, watched 'The Social Network'. Very interesting, not really entertaining or ha ha-larious, but intriguing and a real eye opener. I didn't realise the founder of facebook was such a unintentional dick. The movie, I will deem, was 'smart' and 'well written' and full of techy speec (that's a hybrid of spec and speak, trying to be clever and rhyme with techy but then being ironic by doing a stupid abbreviation/bad spelling). Yes.  

A!rTester's overview for THE SOCIAL NETWORK:

Story/Attention Span Value: 8/10. I wanted to keep watching as it was intriguing, but it wasn't exactly 'gripping' viewing. 
Well made? Yes, the script was excellent and while there wasn't call for special effects the movie still had an obvious amount of care put into it. The tech speak was cool but lost me
Acting: 7/10.. good from the key characters, though apart from Napster dude were totally forgettable
Rewatch value? Zilcho. Once I knew the story, I would not watch this movie again. One of those 'good to watch once' movies. 
OVERALL: ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ ✰ 1/2

Listening to: Mr Harris playing 'Cartoon Wars' on his iPhone, plus Daniel Merryweather over the top of that, also on Mr Harris' iPhone. Talk about mash ups!


After this, I'm going to: feed the fluff nuggets, feed my growling belly chasm and then get into OSCARS mode! YEEEWW!!!!

One wish for the day:
Wow, look at that I haven't griped at all yet. And I won't really, cept the power was out when I rocked up to work this morning. No phones, no EFTPOS, no computers, no internet, no till, no lights, no air con. Oh god. The first few hours just dragged and were so annoying because I had to write down ALL the sales transactions, hand write out receipts for people, had to turn people away who had printing  on USBs to do (no printers either...), but then they all came back later in the day so a bit of a bombardment there... not really, I just wish I could have dealt with them earlier and got it all done, instead of piling up later in the day.
Yeah having no internet or network sucked. Whole day was delayed by a good few hours. Sucky.
So my wish was to have rocked up and everything be fine this morning.


Plus my more heartfelt wish was for Jessica Proietti to have won the Trading Post story writing competition, to win the $2000 for her story so she can clear her climbing accounts with the vets and help get the ACS (Australian Cavy Sanctuary - guinea pig RSPCA) back on it's feet. They've been in a bit of a debt pit for a while and it's so hard to get funding, donations or any help. I wish she won. The money would have really helped out. 

"Idiot on the Road" moment: followed an absolute loser down our street this afternoon that somehow forgot he had an indicator of any description. Didn't use it 3 times while turning right into 3 streets. How dangerous and what an idiot! He lives in my complex though, and I actually complimented the vehicle on the weekend. It's a cool mix between a jeep front and a ute back. Velly cool. But dick driver.

I'm off to get into Oscars mode! Have a good night peeps. And don't msg me with any spoilers else I will delete your number.

~ Peace, Love & Mungbeans ~

xxx

16/02/10: Officer Krupke, KRUP YOU!

For some reason I have a slightly camp 1960's musical song stuck in my head. West Side Story (you know it... I LIKE TO BE IN AMERICA, I LIKE TO BE IN AMERICA AY AY AYEEEEEE!!!!). I remember it from highschool, when the performance arts department sillyly decided to host a musical for the year. What a stressful near-disaster!!! So funny when I think back actually. I was the pianist... or rather, keyboardist (shudder...), and the music was god-awful to play. Such terrible time signatures, and keys - BLEH!! Luckily my part was only to fill in the background garble so I could botch through most of it without having to practice it at home. Ho ho ho. What a rebel. Anyway...

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Mood: Hungry and hot. Making a new dinner tonight - spaghetti carbonara FROM SCRATCH!! I am so excited. We've got double cream, eggs, parmesan cheese, bacon.... I'm going to throw in some shallots and garlic too. It's going to be amazing. Thanks to gorgeous parents who gave me a fantastic authentic Italian cookbook for my Christmas present. The recipe looks pretty straight forward, I shall report back on it...

Eating: WILL be eating, WILL be eating.... see heavenly aboveness.... not long now!!!

Drinking: This question is only much more interesting near weekends. Oh well! Tea, and water.

Watching: Well this isn't a TV show as such, I saw something very intriguing today that made me chuckle. I walked through the carpark near my work, across to 5th Avenue to the Coles to get bacon for HEAVENLY DINNER, and just as I was about to cross the street, I saw 3 seperate occurrences of men, none of whom knew each other but were all within 10 metres of each other.... all with a baby's pram. No mothers around, just 3 gents with babies in prams. I thought that was rather random, and actually nice to see! Men with prams are kinda sexy... proves they're softies!

Listening to: Absolutely nothing of interest here today, no nice noises. Well I got a text message from Mr Harris so that's a nice sound, I get excited when I hear the ... doo dee doo, dee doooooo..... MESSAGE!!!!!!!!!!!!
I want to get the Looney Tunes theme for my phone, must find must find...

After this, I'm going to: rest my eyes as they are drying out with the fan going full bore and go down and watch some telly. Har har.

One wish for the day:
I wish my shop was friggin TIDY... man there is so much CRAP in there at the moment - stationery boxes that need putting into stock and away on the shelves, 2000 printed catalogues for a customer who hasn't picked them up yet (sitting by the door, taking up so much room!!!), 50 boxes of paper down the back. The whole place is literally just closing in right now. I've been doing artwork jobs all week - yay for me, it's good, but that means the stationery side of things has slipped majorly. I just wish the stationery fairies would clean up for us... *sigh*

"Idiot on the Road" moment: slow driving Ambulance in the right hand lane. Grrrr.

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Man, I don't want to write anymore, I'm thinking about dinner too much now and I realise I am bloody starving. There's not much news anyway. I was going to upload a 25th Birthday video but that will take ages.

Speaking of 25th Birthdays (what a segway....) Tis best palsy's Becca's 25th birthday coming up in a few days time... must think of awesome present to present to her. Have a few ideas... hoping I will get to see her come her birthday - too many arrangements around the actual date is proving tricky for a catchup, blah!! How fast this year is going already, it's flashing before my eyeballs.

Due to lack of blog content I shall upload another video, because this is awesome (but a bit late as Valentine's Day was 2 days ago... meh!). See how many movies/tv shows you can pick out, I love it!!!

Shorty ass blog today! Shee y'all shoon.

~ Peace, Love & Mungbeans ~

xxx