gayballs

Three of my favorite people.

It is saturday. I slept alright, been up since about 7. No idea what to do now.
Last week the movie theatre near me started shows at 11am or so.
Now it's more like 2pm. I'm really disappointed by this. I want to get in a movie or two, but I can't go in at two and leave like at seven. That'd be the whole day.



I've been sitting on the movie City Lights from Netflix for some time now because I'd wanted to watch some Chaplin with Hillary-- I feel like everyone needs to experience this shit at least once before they die-- but she doesn't seem interested. It's a shame. It's the kind of thing that really bugs me, but I know I can't expect her to be excited about all the shit I'm excited about. I can't expect her to be into all the shit I'm into, like Charlie Chaplin, swallowing my jizz, Converge, or even that threesome I want with her coworker Debra.

Yeah. I'm stupid. and I'm rambling. Last night I dreamt I called an escort service and my coworker's wife answered. Then the voice on the other end became my mother.

I'm disappointed about this boxing class thing.
I'll have to find something else. something EXTREEEEEME.
I needs to lose weight.

I finished my third reading of The Godfather this week.



I love this book.