Yeah, about my previous entry-- A whole lot of stress, a whole lot of pressure, frustration, and all that fun shit kind of just hit me within the span of a couple of hours, and it didn't bode well on my mind. I'm fine, I'm not going to kill myself, or anything. I think I just need to fucking chill out for awhile, or something.
So, as you've probably noticed, I'm rocking a new banner (again). I feel completely terrible, because Allison made me an excellent one only a couple of days ago. She has every right to hate me, and kick me in the balls-- I just kind of got hit with some inspiration, and was really happy with how it came out. Sorrysorrysorry. I might be switching them in and out from time to time, just to keep shit interesting. You all know me, I get bored of shit way too easily. Dave can hate me too, if he wants-- But, he shouldn't hate me near as much, because I'm at least using his incredibly awesome Dillon concept drawing. Come on, aside from the lighter hair color, that is the fucking cartoon me.
So, I went out and saw 'Live Free or Die Hard' this afternoon with the usuals.. First off, some of the shit that happens in the movie is absolutely god damn preposterous. McClane should have been dead at least three times, ten minutes into the damn flick. But aside the twisted logic, however, it was probably one of the best, most entertaining films I've seen (and will see) all summer. It's got some great performances, fucking crazy intense action sequences-- and most importantly, that dry 'Die Hard' wit. It DOES suffer a little from the PG-13 rating, but the damage is fairly minimal. The most notable is that they cut off the 'motherfucker' -- which seemed just god damn unnecessary. The fucking studio, man. What are you going to do, right? The best of the 'Die Hard's 'Live Free' is not-- But, it's up there. It's way up there.
My grandmother is sick again. She's been fighting cancer for the last couple of years, and we finally thought that there was going to be a break in the action. I guess that the doctors found something growing on her liver, and she's going to need to go through another round of chemotherapy before they can surgically remove it. That's pretty brutal, considering what this woman has already been through-- So, I'm hoping that everything turns out all right. My mom's been after me to send her an e-mail... I'll get around to it, I'm just not sure what I'm going to say yet. If you have a god, and want to ask them to stop being asshole for like, ten seconds, I'd appreciate it. The rest of you, if you could just keep her in your thoughts-- I'd dig that a lot as well. We'll see what happens, I guess.
I kind of have a lot on my plate right now, and I really have no idea what the fuck I'm supposed to be doing. It feels kind of like I've lost control of everything... and as I've said several times now, I'm really ready to come home now.
Maybe this lifestyle really isn't for me.
and the uglier
3 comments:
i know you dont comment yourself, but going from the black to the white comment page makes me see little funky lines. trippy shit.
i thought lord of the rings was more plausable then this die hard, but who gives a flying fuck. i love car crashes, badass chases, guns that never seem to run out of bullets, and most importantly a guy that can get up and walk away after falling off a crumbling bridge onto a crashing fighter jet and onto the pavement.
cancer is fucking evil shit. i hope she pulls through for your sake. you guys sound like you still have a fighting chance.
and yeah, you need to come home now. next time you try to be a starving artist do it in a city a little closer to wallyworld.
First of all, I thought the banner before this was so kickass *I* hate you for changing it. Switch it back.
I'm gonna have to go check out Die Hard some time, maybe this week. I knew from the trailers shit was going to be unbelievable, but I still want to see it. I think I know what to expect.
So sorry to hear about your grandmother. She'll definitely be in the thoughts and prayers. I hope everything turns out alright.
Hey baby boy...I think we're all ready to have you back home. I miss it too being up here in Rochester. I'm looking forward to getting to see you though and I'm holding you to your promise to come visit--tho I'm ok with if you get lost in Jersey somehow not making it up. I hope your grandma gets better and I will keep her in my prayers. I love you lots and miss you.
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