Dec 11, 2005 21:01
Went and saw "Walk the Line" tonight with my dad. I knew he was a big Johnny Cash fan, so I asked him if he wanted to go see it.
I don't know why I keep trying to find things to do with him, though. I mean, he generally agrees, and we go do stuff, but it never really seems to make a difference on anything. So why do I keep trying to do stuff with him?
Also, just wondering, am I the only one that occasionally has these really out there thoughts? I mean... the kind that make you go "Whoa, where the fuck did that come from?"
It kinda comes more along in like... and image flashing across my thoughts or something like that. It's generally pretty twisted stuff that really kinda freaks me out that I thought of it for some reason. It's kind've intriguing, too, which is another reason it freaks me out.
Anyway... I went out for tacos and came back with a PSP. I knew my impulse-buying resistance couldn't last much longer. Oh well, I've been wanting one for some time, now. :P
Good night, guys. I don't think my strep throat medicine worked. My throat seems to be getting sorer now...