A Good Idea?

So, I'm catching parts of Eternal Sunshine of the something Mind. I dunno. Jim Carrey is in it.

It's proposing an interesting question. Is it better to erase the memory of a failed relationship? Or do we need these experiences to become better people?

I think we need them to last. They teach us what we need to change.

But I wish I could just erase the shit that hurts me. And the shit that hurts is the shit that made me happy. It's not the bad times that make me ache over Mikki. It's not the things I did to her or she then did to me. It's all the fantastic feelings and emotions. The happiness I felt, that make me me sad.

And, I suppose, that's even more depressing than thinking of the bad things.

I'm gonna try to sort this out. Have a face to face conversation and try to shut all this shit down.

I just need an honest explanation. A fucking reason. And that might help.

But I don't think I'd want to be without the memory of someone who made me feel true love. I wouldn't know what that was, without her. And now I can recognize the feeling because she was the first to give it to me.

And she gave me something beautiful. Something I can share with someone else.

I've always thought of what I gave to her and gave up for her, but now I know she gave me more than I could. And I'm a better (depressed, but whatever) person because I had her in my life.

And it's time to let her go and become that beautiful wildflower that she already is.

Would I be who I was if my father hadn't died? Or my fiance didn't fuck my best friend?

I highly doubt I would have the knowledge I have, now, without those things.

Sure, I was fucking nuts, to begin with, but everything life has given or taken away has helped form me into my present head-space.

And here I am. Fuck you if you don't like me. I do.

Nix says: Ran into a couple of hookers in the elevator. $200 bucks for a blow-job? Is that the going rate? It was fun to mess with them, though.

Life = An Oyster. Humans = Clams

DeRex asked for some info on the group (I won't say "religion") called Scientology. I, myself, have had some experience with this group, but I'm not going to get into all that shit. Just point your mouse here and read, read, read to your heart's content.

There was a big loss in my life, yesterday. Somebody stole my portable DVD player, noise-cancelling headphones and one of my new movies (cuz it was in the player). We discovered, after this happened, that the door to our meeting room doesn't even lock. Now, with over $5,000 worth of shit sitting in that room, I would say that would be a pretty important thing. So, where-as normally a hotel wouldn't do anything, they are actually going to replace my missing shit. Can you fucking believe it?

The main reason, though, is this: TJ happened to walk in as I was having a little breakdown and crying. I know, it's just shit, why cry? That was my life, right there. That was the shit that kept me going. After work is done, I knew I had my movies to keep me happy and busy and not stressing over how miserable I was. He just happened to walk in at that time and he went down and raised hell. 20 minutes later, I got a call and today we'll be heading down to Hell-Mart to fix this fucking mess.

THANK YOU, TJ.

www.tombofanubis.com , bitches! Sign the goddamn guestbook, you fuckers!

Nix says: Oh, and fuck your mother.

Just Let Go.

Ready for more pointless shit from the Tomb? It's coming tomor...er..Today! Wednesday is old reviews and new deaditorials day. I'll be spouting off about Raimi and the Evil Dead and the others let you know whatever is infecting their brains, currently.

I've been movie purchasing at a different level than before. I was on a "get what I think will be good" mode and have shifted to "get whatever the fuck sounds like fun" mode. Yeah. I have an excuse to buy shit I might not even like, now.

Other than the website, not much else. Work started off strong but has really fucking started to suck. I think I had my first show where I sold nothing. I guess I needed something to show me I'm not special after that fantastic show I did last time. But I wasn't pompous about it, or anything. Just really fucking happy. Oh, well. I'm here until Sunday and the couples are fucking great, unlike Illinois. They actually have fun, here, in Texas.

.......

Perhaps some of you know that I'm in a bit of a weird space, right now. I'm trying to figure out what I should do for/about someone I really care about. I have a choice that I should probably make and I don't know what to do.

I have someone I feel very strongly for. But it may not even be the person I'm thinking of when I'm conscious. And I recognize this problem. I also recognize the problem that, right now, it may not even matter. I need someone I can never have. And the fucked up thing is that applies to both of the people I love. It's just that one is actually acknowledging that they feel for me, as well, and the other is not.

And then I think about this: We all wanted a certain toy when we were kids. And most of them were pretty cool, when we got them. But there were a few that we used to douse in gasoline or take apart to make severed heads and shit, because they turned out to not be what we thought. Aren't people and relationships the same way? Is it possible that once I get what I think I want that it will turn out to be that shitty Go-Bot that I thought looked so cool?

I'm not a shallow person. And I'm not thinking of only sex, here. I'm really attracted to intelligence and personality and spiritualality. And I have all of that in the person who can admit they feel as strongly as I do.

But I think it really comes down to this: I'm unable to provide what she needs. I can barely provide for myself. So if this were to ever happen, I'd be a pathetic mate. And I'm emotionally scarred. And I'm psychologically warped. And I'd always think she deserved more.

So, I should leave her to fix her life, for those reasons, alone. And not the ones that float on the surface.

Nix says: But I don't want to leave.

Little Prollem

(Yes. I purposely mispelled "problem")

It's time to look in the Tomb, again! And it just keeps getting better! Sign the fucking "Guestbook" for fucks' sake! At least let us know you stopped by, or something.

The "Deaditorials" are updated on Wednesdays, along with older reviews, so there's always something to quench your blood-thirst.

If you wanna read my "House of Wax" review, you need to click on the title in the Update section. (That's the prollem. It'll take you to the Evil Laugh page, instead, if you go through the "New Reviews" section."

But, forget that and check out my updated Evil Laugh review. I even have pics from the actual shitty movie!

Yes, my brothers in crap have other reviews, as well, and they are well worth your time.

Join us, you bastards. And if you think you have something worth contributing, email it to Anubis. And if you want some hard-to-find movies, go to the HOPELESS Vault. There's a sale going on until Wednesday. Good shit on there!

Nix says: Tammy ? Bottle Cap Tripod ? Click Whore ? Suck It ?

Bottle Cap Tripod ?

Yes, someone has done it. You can now own the bottle top tripod for yourself. All you have to do is go here: bottle cap tripod

In other news: I have no idea what "Footloose and Fancy-Free" means, but I can only think it is something like "Fucking Faggy and Totally Gay". But that's just me. Maybe Disney has a different definition. (@ Spawn: If you figger it out, let me know.)

And in even more news: tomb of anubis is cranking it up, a bit. We've now got a guestbook and forum for all of you crazy bitches to make yourselves known. I've got a pic on my profile. And Wednesdays are gonna fill the hole in your lives with rantings and older reviews from other places. JOIN US!

Come and play with us. Toss the severed head around and hopefully laugh or bitch or just nod your head.

Nix says: Jeremy is smoking GRASS, today. Not crack, dammit.

bottle cap tripod

Tammy's 'Tarded!

Yes, I'm whoring my blog by simply saying "TAMMY NYP"!!! Gentlemen, forget the child pornography and direct your mouse to the TOMB!

Sunday is rapidly approaching and that means new updates/reviews/rantings from your four horsemen of the B-Movie apocalypse, Anubis, Nix, Ragnarok and Fistula.

All I can confirm is that there will be a brand new review from me, Nix, of the currently in release "UltraViolet" and possibly my thoughts on the DVD release of "Doom". What did I think of these two? Tune in on Sunday and find out.

After those two, you're looking at a re-vamped look at Evil Laugh, Boo will be posted sometime, The Gate will go up, as well and the review that really helped get my foot in the door: Dorkness F....I mean...DARKness Falls. Then it's off to (Japanese) nun-sploitation land with School of the Holy Beast and bizarro world with Luther the Geek.

Yes, my friends (And people that were just looking for TAMMY!), there's a lot to look forward to every Sunday in the Tomb. Join us!

In other news: I just sold 14 grand in one demo! How about that? *bounces about* Hooray, Tammy!

Almost time to wrap up this hellacious 2 week trip in Texas and I can't wait to get back to the (now pretty damn clean) den and have my T.V. and suround-sound, dammit!

Nix says: Now if I could just make it through the first 5 minutes of Evil Laugh, I could fucking finish it.

TAMMY

No. Oh, Fuck, NO!

"Everyday I think of you, but you're never coming home." GLU

In Memory of David Reilly 1971-2005

"So many times I heard you speak my mind.

As I was dragged into my own darkness, your voice pulled me back into existence.

Thank you for the painful rebirth." NIX

Ladies and gentlemen. David Reilly is no more. The genius of God Lives Underwater left this world in October of 2005. And I just found out. Stupid, stupid me. He was in a constant battle with addiction, which caused the break-up of GLU, but had finally really gotten himself back in order and started making music, again. He and Jeff Turzo, the other half of GLU, even did a song together on Davids' solo album.

I'm the only big GLU fan I know of in my group of friends, so I don't expect anyone to understand what I'm feeling right now. Daves' lyrics really spoke to me and I heard myself and he helped me see myself. After all, I admit I let things take over my life, as well.

David died clean and sober and we're all very proud of him. Life's a fucking big fuck in the asshole, though, isn't it? You go through all that shit and then you get rewarded with THIS!! (I'm sorry. I'm just retardedly emotional, right now and feeling really dumb. I'm fucking crying, goddammit. Stupid, stupid stupid.)

I feel like, even though his words and music still exist, something's missing in the world.

Life goes on without you, Dave, but it will never be the same.

"I know it sounds insane, but things happen for a reason, if only to give you insight into illness." David Reilly

Nix says: Sorry I sound so stupid.

Opening The Tomb

Alright, everybody (which pretty much means me and DeRex, I guess). The tombofanubis.com will be opening on March 5th.

You can look forward to a roundtable review entitled "God Damn It! 2: Satanic Boogaloo, where all of the reviewers tackle different films that could piss off religious freaks.

On top of that, it's just possible that there might, I reapeat, MIGHT, be an exclusive review of the new Hills Have Eyes. I just attended a press-screening, today, and have written up my opinions. Hopefully, Anubis will put that up, as well. If not, you can read it here on Monday or Tuesday.

Sales are shit, but my demo is fantastic.

She sets my heart all a flutter, but I can never have her.

Life is short, but it drags my suffering out forever.

Food is tasty, but ... Ok, I ran out of shit to say.

Nix says: I got interviewed by the Fox representative, and everything. Heh. My opinion actually MATTERED, for once.

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