I wish I were a superhero.
It's unbelievable how much a headache can plague you and make you want to rip your head off and throw up incessantly. I really need to buy some Head-On. I think both Nikki and I would appreciate it equally. Maybe I'll have Rob or Matt drive me to Wal-Mart so I can buy some. I sure hope those obnoxious commercials are right.
Nikki's gone for the day/night/tomorrow. In Harrisburg, PA, for some Spanish conference thing of some sort. It's amazing how little I see her each day. Most days I wake her up as I'm leaving then don't see her again until 8 or 9 at night, spend a couple of hours with her eating, doing work or watching TV, then we chat in bed (each our own, respectively) until we fall asleep and do it all over again. (Side note: God, George is so adorable.)
It's so hard to think when my head is throbbing.
"Little Miss Sunshine" is coming to good ol' Indiana in a week. SO EXCITED! I'm making everyone go with me to the amazing one-room theater on Philly street to see the only movie that has stood the test of time at the Snowden theater since it came out - all the rest of the movies have come and gone, most in short presence. It's still in the top ten according to USA Today. God, I love good movies.
Speaking of which, "Duck Season" - great movie. Spanish, black and white, terrific cinematography. Watch it. It's got subtitles. Suck it up.
"Oh, Captain America. I feel so sorry for him. His job was outsourced to Captain India." Pretty funny.
Now, remember, before you take Viagra, make sure you're healthy enough to have sex. Very important, men.
My lordy - "Infamous" (the new Truman Capote movie) has one hell of a cast. They surely haven't advertised that before. I really wish I understood the intricacies of Hollywood. That's why one day I'm going to get my Master's degree in Film and/or Creative Writing. (Well, that's not really why - more of because I love the art of film and creative writing and would love to spend more time learning about both... And I suppose that won't actually give me any better of an understanding of Hollywood, but it was a good try.) One day, in the very distant future, it will happen. I'm pretty excited. I need to get through a few more years of life first. Hopefully I'll make it.
I'm so bored and unmotivated to do anything else. I should get to bed soon. I should get plenty of sleep before my 8 a.m. I should maybe eat something so my stomach doesn't hurt just as much as my head does.
Good night people. I hope you find the love of your life tomorrow.
This is Mel Gibson bad.
Dance with, or at least clap along to, the absurdity of life.
Good night and good luck. God bless and God speed.
P.S. - I feel like that dog looks. :(
Nikki's gone for the day/night/tomorrow. In Harrisburg, PA, for some Spanish conference thing of some sort. It's amazing how little I see her each day. Most days I wake her up as I'm leaving then don't see her again until 8 or 9 at night, spend a couple of hours with her eating, doing work or watching TV, then we chat in bed (each our own, respectively) until we fall asleep and do it all over again. (Side note: God, George is so adorable.)
It's so hard to think when my head is throbbing.
"Little Miss Sunshine" is coming to good ol' Indiana in a week. SO EXCITED! I'm making everyone go with me to the amazing one-room theater on Philly street to see the only movie that has stood the test of time at the Snowden theater since it came out - all the rest of the movies have come and gone, most in short presence. It's still in the top ten according to USA Today. God, I love good movies.
Speaking of which, "Duck Season" - great movie. Spanish, black and white, terrific cinematography. Watch it. It's got subtitles. Suck it up.
"Oh, Captain America. I feel so sorry for him. His job was outsourced to Captain India." Pretty funny.
Now, remember, before you take Viagra, make sure you're healthy enough to have sex. Very important, men.
My lordy - "Infamous" (the new Truman Capote movie) has one hell of a cast. They surely haven't advertised that before. I really wish I understood the intricacies of Hollywood. That's why one day I'm going to get my Master's degree in Film and/or Creative Writing. (Well, that's not really why - more of because I love the art of film and creative writing and would love to spend more time learning about both... And I suppose that won't actually give me any better of an understanding of Hollywood, but it was a good try.) One day, in the very distant future, it will happen. I'm pretty excited. I need to get through a few more years of life first. Hopefully I'll make it.
I'm so bored and unmotivated to do anything else. I should get to bed soon. I should get plenty of sleep before my 8 a.m. I should maybe eat something so my stomach doesn't hurt just as much as my head does.
Good night people. I hope you find the love of your life tomorrow.
This is Mel Gibson bad.
Dance with, or at least clap along to, the absurdity of life.
Good night and good luck. God bless and God speed.
P.S. - I feel like that dog looks. :(