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This last week was typical for me lately, a handfull of bad and a handfulll of great.
Valentines day I felt like absolute crap. It had something to do about a girl and probably a little bit more. In the morning all problems were wiped from my mind and a series forward thinking dreams replaced it.
Friday was Jimmy, Amy, and I for a night of sushi and Ghost Rider. We each picked something we liked and shared. Jimmy and Amy, Tampa and Mexican rolls and for me, Unagi rolls. Tampa rolls are sick. Don't get me wrong I love mayonnaise and I love fried fish, but stick them together wrapped in sea weed and covered in sticky rice and we got a problem. Speaking of problems Ghost Rider had many, but I think within context they helped the movie for what it was. It was a lot like the comics you read as a kid that you loved the most, formulaic, effects heavy, over the top, and pretty. Where it's more about flash then substance, because when eight you care significantly less about Johnny Blaze's inner turmoil then you do about him being the Ghost Rider and being badass. This movie made me eight again for approximately 126 minutes Friday.
I will holding off on making a Blogster account until I feel I can finish homework in a more appropriate amount of time then I am now.
Valentines day I felt like absolute crap. It had something to do about a girl and probably a little bit more. In the morning all problems were wiped from my mind and a series forward thinking dreams replaced it.
Friday was Jimmy, Amy, and I for a night of sushi and Ghost Rider. We each picked something we liked and shared. Jimmy and Amy, Tampa and Mexican rolls and for me, Unagi rolls. Tampa rolls are sick. Don't get me wrong I love mayonnaise and I love fried fish, but stick them together wrapped in sea weed and covered in sticky rice and we got a problem. Speaking of problems Ghost Rider had many, but I think within context they helped the movie for what it was. It was a lot like the comics you read as a kid that you loved the most, formulaic, effects heavy, over the top, and pretty. Where it's more about flash then substance, because when eight you care significantly less about Johnny Blaze's inner turmoil then you do about him being the Ghost Rider and being badass. This movie made me eight again for approximately 126 minutes Friday.
I will holding off on making a Blogster account until I feel I can finish homework in a more appropriate amount of time then I am now.