i just watched Stardust. Its a recent fantasy film, based on a great book by one of my all-time favorite authors, Neil Gaimen.
Though they stuck to the book about 80% of the time, the changes made (I won't describe them as to not spoil the movie, or book for others) were done so well, that it didn't take anything away from the tale itself.
I am definitely buying this when it hits DVD fosho.
Other then that, I just spent the weekend with my son, getting over my cold, and prepairing myself for a full week of work.
I've got gigs all next weekend, Friday night at Ruckus, and then Saturday night for some big Halloween party at the Someday Lounge. Both should be fun.
This past Friday, despite my cold, I went to a show at the Ohm. Normally, I wouldn't have gone, cause I really don't like the crowd, or the prices (ticket and drinks), but I got a text from somebody very special to me. To put it lightly, this is the only woman that could tell me to jump, and I wouldn't even have to ask how high. She is exactly the perfect female in every way. It may seem like I put her on some kind of pedestal but she is truly deserving of such admiration from myself.
Its totally pathetic. I went. I was with her. It was great.
A little history... We were childhood sweethearts. Well, teenage sweethearts. We were so dumb in-love with each other that we totally did all sorts of stupid shit so we could spend as much waking time together as possible. I had a juvinile record due to the kind of trouble her and I used to get in together.
Over the years, we've gone on with our lives, passing by every now and again. Sharing ups and downs and what have you. About 2 years ago, I found out she worked at this coffee shop that I had been frequenting, being the only non starbucks close to the office where I worked. I was still with my ex at the time and only really ever saw her when I ran into her at work.
This past Spring, we got together a few times. She helped me deal with the initial shock of my break up. She didn't really do anything, but was there. It was weird cause all I did was reach out, and she got a hold of me. It really saved my sanity. We hung out a couple of times and just talked. She grounded me.
Not long after she invited me to come with her to her sisters 21s birthday. Despite the bar being full of people we both knew, people we'd never met, her sister, whom I first met when she was 9, her sisters husband, their PARENTS (yes, the girls' parents) who hated me as a youth due to all of the trouble, we were there together. It was great.
That was the last time I saw her until this weekend. She reached out and found me again, and all it took was a word.
Unfortunately, thats all it takes. I'm never going to stop loving her. Even if we're never ever going to be together again, our time together is much appreciated. I hope I will get to enjoy her company more frequently, but thats up to her. It always has been and always will be.
I think this is partly why I haven't been seeing anyone since I broke up with my ex of nearly a decade. My heart belongs to no one, but it could if she would ask for it.
Though they stuck to the book about 80% of the time, the changes made (I won't describe them as to not spoil the movie, or book for others) were done so well, that it didn't take anything away from the tale itself.
I am definitely buying this when it hits DVD fosho.
Other then that, I just spent the weekend with my son, getting over my cold, and prepairing myself for a full week of work.
I've got gigs all next weekend, Friday night at Ruckus, and then Saturday night for some big Halloween party at the Someday Lounge. Both should be fun.
This past Friday, despite my cold, I went to a show at the Ohm. Normally, I wouldn't have gone, cause I really don't like the crowd, or the prices (ticket and drinks), but I got a text from somebody very special to me. To put it lightly, this is the only woman that could tell me to jump, and I wouldn't even have to ask how high. She is exactly the perfect female in every way. It may seem like I put her on some kind of pedestal but she is truly deserving of such admiration from myself.
Its totally pathetic. I went. I was with her. It was great.
A little history... We were childhood sweethearts. Well, teenage sweethearts. We were so dumb in-love with each other that we totally did all sorts of stupid shit so we could spend as much waking time together as possible. I had a juvinile record due to the kind of trouble her and I used to get in together.
Over the years, we've gone on with our lives, passing by every now and again. Sharing ups and downs and what have you. About 2 years ago, I found out she worked at this coffee shop that I had been frequenting, being the only non starbucks close to the office where I worked. I was still with my ex at the time and only really ever saw her when I ran into her at work.
This past Spring, we got together a few times. She helped me deal with the initial shock of my break up. She didn't really do anything, but was there. It was weird cause all I did was reach out, and she got a hold of me. It really saved my sanity. We hung out a couple of times and just talked. She grounded me.
Not long after she invited me to come with her to her sisters 21s birthday. Despite the bar being full of people we both knew, people we'd never met, her sister, whom I first met when she was 9, her sisters husband, their PARENTS (yes, the girls' parents) who hated me as a youth due to all of the trouble, we were there together. It was great.
That was the last time I saw her until this weekend. She reached out and found me again, and all it took was a word.
Unfortunately, thats all it takes. I'm never going to stop loving her. Even if we're never ever going to be together again, our time together is much appreciated. I hope I will get to enjoy her company more frequently, but thats up to her. It always has been and always will be.
I think this is partly why I haven't been seeing anyone since I broke up with my ex of nearly a decade. My heart belongs to no one, but it could if she would ask for it.