Mad Movie Guy

I was gone this weekend, I went out of town for some much needed time away from the shit, so I can get the shit out of my head and be more focused on the other shit, basically, I got too much shit going on, and not enough shit to help clear out the shit, so I leave, I head out of town, head up to Seattle for some Boston Red Sox games, just like last summer. Which has become a fun way to spend a weekend away, and I intend to do it again next year, unless its the same weekend as Sea Fair, then Im gonna sit on my couch and watch the games, and pretend Im up there. Ill get more into that later.

Hey fans, Sorry, its been a long week, crazy shit, hot as fuck. Seems like last summer I tended to slack off on my writing a bit as well. Im gonna do everything in my power to try not to let that happen again. But I also realized that this week is a Colbert vacation, so maybe thats it. Ive talked about that shit before I know. I didnt even realize that was the cause untill last night at some point. Its crazy how they are cosmically tied together like that.

First off, I bought a laptop today. It wasnt what I wanted at all. The specs were all soooo fuckin wrong. But I bought it anyways, it was a pretty goood fuckin deal. So I guess I had to buy it.

Im so fuckin wasted right now, just so you know.

So I made a 2.5 hour drive up to portland tonight to pick up the laptop. The guy who sold it to me, pretty much lied about everything I asked about. Totally pimped this shit like it was something that I would want. I guess since I have issues saying “no” that it worked out in his favor since I have the laptop sitting on my couch right now “charging”

First off, sorry about the Paris Hilton shit. I just really hate that bitch, and I really hate how she thinks she is above the law.

Drinking is good, smoking is good, drinking and smoking…well it doesnt get much better than that.

I have no toaster, but I have a half gallon of Jack Daniels on my counter, pretty much all the time.

Drinking during the week, I was once opposed to this. I am over that. What the fuck is the point of not drinking ?

So today.. I was stoked all day, summer movie season baby. That shit rules. Fucking A.

Came home, changed, got a little wasted for the Spiderman 3, watched some colbert. Ya know typical day. Once the crew was amassed we fucking hit out for the theater.

While driving there, I felt despair in my bowels. Serious pain. I had to shit, and it wasnt gonna be pretty. I also came up with a theory about the pain I speak about. You gotta treat it like a crying baby, and just leave it be. Let that shit run its couse (pun fully fucking intended) nothing you can really do about it. Other than deal.