Harrison Ford, Random Hearts

Well I have done a major ranting yesterday, if your intersted hit my "archives and shit" button. I'm to damn lazy to hunt down the entry title and link it on here.

I so got off the topic of what I was ranting about, this hole tragedy. I meant to go off on the people responsible for it, but ended up just bitching out ignorant fuckers across this country.

Eh fuck it.....you got my point.

Anyways, I got other things to bitch about of a more personal matter.

Well I sat on my balls just the other day, bet you really didn't need to hear that did yeah. I'm telling yeah, nothing puts a crimp in your day then when you sit on your balls, a real down note for your day.

Well, enough about my balls, lets talk about a bunch of dick heads.

Well to my shock and amazment my theater in town FINALLY got new movies. Hell ALL the old movies got dumped and we got a whole new batch of them.

That new Nicholos Cage movie, something about playing with his mandolin or some shit, no spank you Cagey.

Summer Catch, oh you got to be kidding me. Freddy Prince Jr. or as I refer to him in his indian name "He who's movies all look alike" and Matthew Lillard. Matthew is preaty cool, after all he was Cereal Killer in Hackers. Despite being in his mid thirties playing a teenage hippie/raver/computer geek, he did a preaty good job.

The Outsiders..."You mean that movie about street punks verseus preppy assholes, with more pre celebrity days people then the Globe Awards?" No no slap happy, this be a Nicole Kidmen movie, you know that hot red headed Aussie from Days of Thunder. I can see the confusion though, she did marry one of the street punks and is a preppy asshole.

I kid, I'm kidding........I"m not sure if she is a preppy or just a snob.

Despite all this, the movie looks preaty good.

Jeepers Creepers, a horror movie here???

HOLY RATED R MOVIES BATMAN!!!! I haven't seen this many rated R movies on that marque since Monica Lewinsky was playing "bob for apples" in Bill Clinton's pants. With this many adult orientated movies, I'm getting a sneaking suspicion a few spies from the movie theater have been reading my diary entries. In that case I'll say this....

PLAY JAY AND SILENT BOB STRIKES BACK AND I SWEAR I'LL GO SEE THAT MOVIE ENOUGH TIMES TO PUT YOUR FUCKING KIDS THROUGH COLLEGE!!!!

I have already gone and seen Jeepers Creepers, which wasn't a bad movie, but the ending left me a little lacking. The ending wasn't bad, but at the same time it was. I left that theater with a feeling off "What the......ok....thats kinda cool.....I think." and well that annoys me.

So I had the brothers grim aka Spanky and his younger brother El Moocheroso *new nick for him....tadda!!* over at my house today. Well that really isn't anything new cause they seem to ALWAYS be here. Just today my freakin apartment became Grand fucking Station once again. Several people came over looking for one thing or another, then three girls show up at my door. It seems one of them is the lady who digs El Moocheroso and was wondering why he hasn't been hanging around his place that much lately. So her and her two friends come in and crowd up on my couch. One of them I recongnize cause she is dating the son of my Pot smoking Kirby selling next door neighbor. So I got three young woman giggling and talking on my couch, Spanky with his bass practicing for a gig on Saturday, El Moocheroso who burrowed a guitar banging out tunes, and me trying quietly to watch a movie on Skinemax *amazingly enough, it wasn't a soft core porn* So I'm sitting there feeling a strong earge of pulling a O.J. and whip out my cutting knife going to town on each one of them while screaming, "IF IT DON'T FIT, YOU MUST AQUATE!!!" But being the overely nice and polite stupid fucker I am, I don't saying anything. Well ok that aint COMPLETELY true, I started getting a bit snippy and saracastic. Got so bad that Spanky complained I'm TO sarcastic.

Oh gee, really??? I didn't notice.

So, while sitting there going through my stress related break down of the day, two of the girls get up and check to see if my Pot smoking Kirby salesman neighbor needed anything. So a few minutes later they come back and inform there third girlfriend that they have to run to the dollar store for some shit and will be back. So the third one decided to stay and wait for them to come back. I'm wonderining why she persists on staying and putting another butt crease in my couch, but its cool, the store isn't that far away. So a few hours later *yep, you heard that right* El Moocheroso's not so secret admire pops her head into my apartment and tells her third amigo she is going home. So you think this chic would stand up and leave right, a person who doesn't know two of us and only passingly knows the third person.

Nope.......you would be thinking to coherently on that one.

For some reason she decideds hanging at my place would be cool.

Oh for fuckes sakes, I'm cursed I swear. I, to this day, do not understand why SO many people find it cool to hang at my apartment for hours on end. I do some of the most boring ass shit you will see. Hell I have had plenty of a time where all I do was chill and watch a movie and shit and NOT talk, and they STILL stay. I can understand my closest friends chilling with me, but what about these people who I hardly know. What the fuck is so cool about my apartment?? I've been told on many occasion I create this relaxed, cool atmosphere in my apartment, not to mention on occasion I chose to entertain people by telling funny stores or making amusing observations. Relaxed and cool though??? Even when I'm pissing up a storm about some stupid shit I just seen?? My god, I'm so lost on this I could bust out a map and STILL not find my way there.

You know this relaxed atmosphere bullshit is putting a serious crimp in my "becoming a hermit" plans.

Now I know on occasion Spanky reads my diary, so this is for you Spanky. Don't take offense buddy, you know you and your brother are like brothers to me, but you also know how things can get around my apartment. To many dumbass fuckers in this town I swear. If yeah read this, next time you see me just tell me to drink some NyQuil, smoke a ciggarette and shut the fuck up and I'll understand. BUT, don't be suprised if I give you a strange look and call you a cock monkey.

LATER

It's about time - Wednesday, Jul. 07, 2004
An Honor for Chrome - Friday, Feb. 20, 2004
A great loss - Monday, Oct. 20, 2003
a terrible announcement. - Tuesday, Sept. 09, 2003
Chrome speaks: - Friday, Sept. 05, 2003