July 1, 2004
Spiderman 3: Tobey Maguire vs. Jake Gyllenhaal
Mary-Jane Watson’s interest in Peter Parker is insatiable. The closer she and Peter get, the more she is pushed back; yet still, she presses on. She’s so sure there’s something between them that she’s willing to risk losing a good life over a virtually unattainable happiness. It’s always the ‘guy on top’ that peaks her interest. First it was Harry. Then she found out his beauty was only skin deep so she set her sights on Peter. He turned out to be a confused little boy so then she chased after an astronaut. And since you can’t get much higher than the moon, that held her interest…for a while.
The only reason Mary-Jane finally changed her mind about marrying astro-boy was because she knew that Peter was spiderman. Since being spiderman means he has superhuman powers…oh there we go, he’s more powerful than any human on earth…possibly the sort of guy that…any girl would be interested in? And yea, just so no one complains, I’m not totally ignorant about Peter’s other traits…because those are the ones that are emphasized in the movie…I’m just telling you the *real* motivation behind it all: spider-sex. But whatever, I guess most of the time we don’t even need to look further than next door to find an award-winning actress who’s pleasing to the eyes and hopelessly in love with me. I mean, I’ve got one on either side of my house. So, my status as Batman (secretly) lets me choose either one. But I like the one on the left better, so you’ll never end up seeing the other one.
And…this is all true.
I’ve really run out of interest on this topic…and I’m getting kinda tired…so I’m just gonna ramble for a bit………more. Work’s lame, I want to quit and start my own company already. Of course, if I try to do that I’ll have more money thrown at me and be told to stay put…and I don’t think I could feel more guilt than if I was making even *more* money than I already am.
If anyone at work is reading this…ignore that last part. What I meant was: I’d rather just have the money *handed* to me instead of thrown.
PS, about that movie…there’s spoilers above. Just thought I’d put that in as a little warning in case you haven’t seen the movie.
PSS, doesn’t mean anything, the proper abbreviation is PPS
“Recalling your tears, I long to see you, so that I may be filled with joy”
