Drill drill Catfish

I went to the movies last night with two of my closest mates, Ryan and Moe.  We ended up seeing "Catfish", which is a movie I had heard a little bit about a while ago, as I read about it somewhere, but I’d forgotten the concept.  Either way, it’s a documentary, entirely true, pretty much about the consequences of facebook.  Ryan is a film-maker who I used to live with, so I always look forward to seeing his reviews on a film, and by the end of it he described it as awesome.  Moe loved it as well.  I was a little more skeptical.  I just couldn’t believe that it was entirely true, even though Ryan said to me if it wasn’t true, they would have had to call it a "Mockumentary" by law.  True I guess.  I suppose I feel like they may have tweaked it a little, but that’s probably because the ending was just something I wouldn’t have thought could have happened, or it happened in a way that most normal people wouldn’t approach, you know?  Haha, no you don’t, as I’m assuming you haven’t seen it.  All I’m saying is that as a documentary that is entirely true, I thought the film was pretty damn amazing.  Ryan said to me, ‘so your problem is you feel like you’re being deceived?’ and I said to him yeah, i felt like I was.  I mean if I was in that guys situation I would’ve just got out of it as fast as I could, but because his mates were filming everything for a movie, he kept at it, documenting every detail.

I can’t give too much away on the off-chance someone reading this may want to see it, other than this guy meets a chick on facebook and decides to drive up to her house to meet her to see if she really is the real-deal, because anyone can be anyone hidden behind the anonymous monster called the internet. 

I just woke up before at around 6am.  I must’ve completely passed out as I knew I was tired.
I can’t believe i have to go to the Gold Coast again on Saturday, at midday, which is the worst time ever, just to get a bandage changed.  Grrrr.  Today I have the dentist.  Not looking forward to that one, at all.  ERGH!  Horrible horrible place.  I hate writing about it here cos every time I do, I feel scared and sick and yeah.  I just hope my cough doesn’t decide to emerge whilst he’s drilling away in my mouth. 

And if only my dentist was a hot guy and not some middle-aged man from China, that last sentence may have even been hot.