Nothing too exciting, at least not for you, but I only slept for about 9 hours last night. To everyone who gets that much every night you make me sick, to those who know me you’ll understand why this is blog-worthy. Woke up, did the dishes, made breakfast that isn’t really breakfast, and am overall still waking up. But the point is that I am awake before the sun sets, that’s good enough for me.
Hellboy II is out and I still have yet to see the first one, otherwise I’d be telling Jessie that I’ve already made plans for us. She’s seen the first and claims that it “wasn’t very good” but then revokes her statement by saying “maybe I’ll like it this time”, since we want to see it before heading to the movies. I will take this time to mention how difficult it is to watch a movie in a public place, it’s difficult to even step into a movie theater for me. There is always so much talking and cell-phone using and texting going on. I am not the smartest guy in the world, nor do I desire to take any part in the technological happiness of texting my friends while we all sit in the same row, two seats from each other, at a movie theater and cause the boy and girl sitting in front of us any displeasure during the movie experience, I honestly don’t see the point in that. Going to the movies used to be fun and enjoyable, and just for the record I was never loud and obnoxious and I never ruined anyone else’s show. Now, however, refusing to watch anything on the tremendous screen in front of you seems to be the cool-thing-to-do nowadays, and it’s also important that you talk very loudly, only then are you considered worthy of not understand what the heck is going on in the film. I don’t get it, you pay for a ticket and then treat the time in the theater like it’s a parade of some sort. Needless to say, and considering it is I wonder why I’m still writing it, I can only ever stand to go to movies either early in the day, when those interestingly-devolved creatures are at school or perhaps just elsewhere, or wait until the movie is in its last week in theaters when I know that no one else will be present. Then I feel like the movie was made, and is playing, just for myself; that’s a cool feeling. I imagine Jessie feels the same, we are very much alike when it comes to these things.
Lucinda and I hung out the other day and spoke about everything under the sun, and also the moon, in case you didn’t get the point of that last cliché. We cleared, I hope, many things up and overall had a good time. I enjoy talking with her, she’s always had a level of understanding that I appreciate. She knows, as far as our similar experiences, where I’m coming from. I find that when I talk aloud about important topics it helps me to understand a little more about myself and the type of person I am. The reactions I get from people aren’t always the most wished for but they are always true reactions, and that’s what’s important. I told her that I’d give her a call very soon and we’d get together, or simply talk, and I’m looking forward to it.
From the second I awoke I had a song stuck in my head, not sure why but it’s a good one nonetheless:
Currently Listening: Nevermore – The Psalm of Lydia
“In velvet sleep I live the past again. Some other people conjure dreaming, sanctified electric karmic burn through.
Now sullen the demons fade away and summon their final call,
Lydia slayed them all.”
