At it's core, it just about a kid who reads a fantasy adventure book and gets sucked in. Even the little kid version of Sam wanted to watch movies about kids reading fantasy books.You see that floating dog thing on the poster? Luck Dragon. At the end the kid gets to ride on it and chase a bunch of bullies away. I wanted a Luck Dragon so bad a s a kid. Hell I'd still take a real-life dragon over just about anything in the entire world. But I liked this movie (actually I think there were 2 or 3) and I liked the books. Yes, the book based on the movies about a kid who reads books. I should have been the kid in that goddamn movie.
Anywho, speaking of my childhood, I ran into this guy who was pretty much my best friend in Elementary School. We were the same age, in the same classes, and I pretty much spent all of fifth and sixth grades trying to get rides over to his house so we could hang out and read animorph books and watch movies and talk about girls. We were still friends after we switched schools for jr.high but drifted apart in high school. I used to pretty much idolize this guy when we were little, but then I kinda got...different...role models.
So yeah he's married. Now I know 25 year olds get married, but still! I remembered when he bawled his eyes out over a girl in 7th grade after a dance that didn't go so well for him. Married. Kinda weird.
But then again, I though it was kinda strange when I saw Liv and Eric get married. Maybe it's just because I'm not used to my friends and people I know getting shacked up. When one of my brothers gets married I might freak out a bit. At the very least I'm going to give hilariously embarrassing (and probably more than slightly drunk) speeches. My friend's sister actually married yet another childhood friend and neighbour of mine. It's just kinda weird seeing your friends and people you know get married.
Also, while having a discussion with yet another friend, it was decided that I have 3 jobs and that's what I should tell people. I think it was supposed to make me feel better about having to tell people that I work a cash register and wash dishes for a living. But apparently I'm also to tell people that I'm a freelance fiction writer. I guess. My writing doesn't really pay the bills (any of them) but I recently was contacted by someone looking for content for a guild website for a bunch of hardcore gamers. Sounds kinda fun.
So yeah...3 jobs? And being a part time student. So riddle me this:
WHY THE FUCK DO I GET SO BORED AND RESTLESS ALL THE TIME?
Jay will probably say I need a girlfriend. That kinda sounds good. However, good luck to any chick trying to figure my dumb ass out. I can't even figure my dumb ass out lately. You want to know who doesn't care about figure me out but will still let me see their boobs?
Strippers. Too bad the guys night out fell through.
Music I like a fucking lot.
This possible "no garden centre" thing going around work is horseshit. I fucking loved working in the garden centre last summer. I'd be quite pissed.
It's a wedding speech kind of thing. I'm on it.
The world hates Jay. Kinda. Good enough for me. Yay!
That's me. My life is a never ending story. So far.
SpAmmy
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