Full Metal Jacket

So I was bored this evening and so watched my usual quota of TV. You know- Glasshouse, David and Margaret, and before that whatever crap was on TV. However come 10:30 I was completely bereft. And believe me, I NEEDED something to watch, or else my dreaded holiday homework guilt would catch up with me and I'd have to study (ugh). So, disillusioned by commercial TV, and not feeling intellectual enough for ABC, I turned over to old faithful- SBS. Now, given the hour of night I was expecting something... quirky... French... porn if I was lucky (the internet connection here is so slow...). Unfortunately for me Full Metal Jacket was on. For those of you who don't know this film, it's a war movie about Vietnam (and directed by Stanley Kubrick). It has amazing camera work, script, direction, the lot. It was mesmerising. It was also so fucking disturbingly violent that I can't sleep and am reduced to writing this journal entry. There's not even anything else on TV.

I was going to end it there but a good song just came onto the radio. So I thought I'd add the other major event of today- I had my first prang in mum's car. I momentarily mixed up the brake and the accelerator and bent some guy's fence. Oops.