3D and why Luxembourg rules

Right, can see my regular updates slipping, someone please kick me into getting myself sorted!
I was at the cinema over the weekend and saw three films, God knows why, I generally dislike the cinema due to reasons I will discuss later on.
I saw Bolt: 3D, He's just not that into you and My bloody valentine: 3D over saturday and sunday.
Bolt: 3D was my first film, I never saw a 3d film as a kid so wanted to try it out and I was not dissappointed, while the film works great without this gimmick, the 3d aspect was fun but since the film wasn't made for 3d I did get a bit bored.
The highlight was definetaly the Coraline 3d trailer though, the collective gasp of the audience was hilarious!
Now, the next film was a typical chick flick that does nothing but make guys feel like assholes, while empowering the girls, I really hate these type of films.
Why on earth is it acceptable to have films out empowering women yet films aiming to empower men are wrong?
I long for the day when I get to see "Your girlfriend is a slag and all women cheat".
My bloody valentine was made for 3d, just go watch it, the story might suck but the effects are great, flying piece of jaw out of the screen anyone?
I read yesterday an article in the Herald regarding Alchohol consumption, apparently Scotland is the 8th highest in the world for alcohol consumption and Luxembourg is number 1.
That got me thinking, Luxembourg is a quiet place, we don't have drunks stumbling about at night, no passed out people in doorways or even people wanting to fight, everyone is out to have a good time at night time.
But why on earth is Scotland so fucked up in regards to their booze?
They fight, stab, scream, sing loudly, break stuff and are a general nuissance, while Luxembourg has nothing of the sort, seriously Scotland, Luxembourg is outdrinking you, you bunch of scallywags, and we still do better behaviour wise!!
Why on earth do you feel the need to sing loudly outside my window at 4am on a thursday morning, why do you need to make the maximum noise when coming home drunk and why the fuck do you need to be soo goddamn disgusting when drunk and puke everywhere?
I am never loud when pished, I try and stay quiet when I get home and I certainly clean up after myself, sometimes I just feel pity for you all.
I hate having to say it, but most people under the age of 21 are just not mature enough to handle the alcohol.
Or maybe I'm just jealous cause no drunk chicks come home with me after a night out...

Positive post for once, the happiness as experienced by a 20-something!

Right for once I'm not going to rant on here, no instead I'm going to be positive cause today was good.
My dissertation was finished today, all binded and handed in, ended up being 14972 words, 28 words short of the maximum limit!
Am so happy that it's over but I do feel like I could have written a dissertation on each chapter alone, is that good?
I also managed to write an essay from scratch that was due tomorrow morning and that's all with 4 hours of sleep, maybe I'm more than a man, am I..... a God?
So, tomorrow a few friends are coming around to my flat to watch films, eat takeaway and get drunk, will be fun.
Saturday night I'm going out with the LBGT society at Glasgow Uni, been meaning to go for aaaages but have had so much other stuff to do, hopefully they're a bunch of nice people.
I'm sitting here drinking scottish Ale and feeling pretty good about myself, I really feel like I've proven something to myself lately, that I'm not a complete waste of space, that I can sit down and work if needed and that life isn't as bad as it feels when you wake up the morning after a surprise visit by Mr. Jack Daniels.
On another note, I bought the Goofy Movie soundtrack and I listen to it daily, is freaky how much I like the music from it.
Am also going to see Funeral for a Friend when they play in the QM next month, I hope they will play a good show that's filled with loads of their old stuff from Casually dressed and deep in Conversation, one of the albums that got me through School, knowing how much they've changed in style I'm afraid this will be only a dream, oh well, at least I can get cheap beer.
I also met up with Scott today for an afternoon pint, he was going out tonight so he was starting the drinking early, I couldn't as I had that essay to write, but now I'm catching up.
We just chatted about things in general, was good fun, although it still infuriates me that I never see him.
And everyone, get your cute and sexy asses to Somerfields, they are selling Ale, 3 bottles for 4£!!!

Worst take away?

I think I have found the holy grail of horrible takeaways.
Last night I was out and after a trip to Campus, me and two friends decide to get some food since when you've been drinking, you get the munchies.
Now, it being Sauciehall Street there is a million takeaways and for some reason we manage to pick the nastiest one.
I ordered a donner, chips, and cheese, mainly cause I like donner when drunk, baaaaad mistake.
This "thing" had never seen a donner, the meat was sweaty, greasy and full of hard, unchewable chunks of God knows what.
The Chips were cold and not fully cooked, and the so-called cheese was definetely not cheese, you when you get a chips and cheese and the cheesy melts?
Well, this didn't...at all.
And it tasted like cardboard.
Now the sauce is what can really save a horrendous takeaway, it can cover the looks and hide the taste if spicy enough, this sauce was the topping on the mountain of vomit-inducing, grease ridden, pathetic excuse for a donner, chips and cheese.
It was some red stuff, filled with chopped garlic, now garlic is good, I love garlic, but when 50% of the sauce is chopped garlic even I have to say stop to ensure that anyone passing me the next day don't get their faces melted off by the putrid stench eminating from me.
I may have been drunk good sirs who gave me this pathetic ripoff, but I am not stupid.
So, 3in1, thanks for leaving me hungry (I threw it away after one bite) and 4,50 out of pocket.