Like laura fucking up a good time.

I had an epiphany at lunch today. I realized how terrifying it is to be a kid. When you're a kid you don't think about it, but as an adult with a mildly appetizing salad, you have all the time in the world.

You have absolutely no control of who you are, where you're born, who raises you, how you're raised. It's all complete random chance that i was born white, in the suburbs, with a lax environment.

It just made me feel bad for the little kid, who couldn't have been more than 4, wandering around aimlessly at fire mountain, while his cholo father, acted all hard in a booth opposite of where his kid was.

Then you realize this kid is going to grow up misguided, and uncared for, and it's not his fault. Eventually he'll grow to idolize his vato gang banging father, and become a little vato himself. Then suddenly things will be his fault, even though he's just a product of his environment.

You don't really think about this stuff if you don't have children, but today i realized that being a child is terrifying.

Alright, so typically i don't like war movies. I'm a softie. Also, i typically don't like Quentin Tarantino movies. I like to think i have taste. But giving credit were credit is due, Inglorious Bastards was a damn good movie.

I liked all aspects of it. Granted, the movie is long, and scene wise, i believe it only had 5 or 6 chapters. But they were great. I loved all interrogative scenes, and i laughed at all the hysterical violence.

I'd even go so far as to say it had a great ending. It's refreshing seeing a WWII movie that doesn't end the same.

Plus right now i think brad pitt is in his golden age. Every recent movie i've seen with him in it has been fantastical.

So yeah, if you haven't seen it already, and you have the 2 1/2 hours to spare, it's really good.

Bongiorno

So ronrey.

My internets is back.

Everything is good mostly, actually, for the most part.

The first few days were rough. I was pretty much reduced to tears for 2 days after being gone from joey for so long.

Laura and I have been talking pretty much everyday, and we agreed it's better to remain friends instead of just being pissy at each other for the next 18 years.

I kept a journal over the week but i doubt i'm going to post any of it. It was pretty much just me being sad/angry/lonely and what not. And i don't really feel that way anymore.


Joey stayed the night last night. So that's awesome. I've actually had him a lot this past week, but it's nice when he sleeps over. I'm going to have him monday night and most of tuesday also.

Things are good.

I'm actually getting calls for work now, but so far they've all been in Livonia, and i need something closer for a bit at least until i get my license back in a few months.

I'm going to go chill with joey until laura comes over.