tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212875472011-04-21T13:32:57.105-07:00hdu74hfghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03218246562693767116noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21287547.post-1137825594779450112006-01-20T22:33:00.000-08:002007-02-25T09:43:53.013-08:00I watched the movie, "A Walk to Remember" last night and I am only slightly ashamed to say that I had to pause the movie at least once to bawl my eyes out. If you haven't seen it, I'm not going to tell you anything about it, since just relating the plot makes it sound cheesy. In fact, everything about it is predictable. But it's still pretty well acted and very emotional. And for someone like me, who's hoping that all-encompassing love is out there, it's kind of heartwarming too.<br /><br />I'm so pathetic that when it was over I even watched the DVD extras of Mandy Moore's video and then skimmed back over the movie with the commentary of the two starring actors. Yeah, yeah, I know, I'm really a loser. In other news – please God, tell me that I have other news – I got the grocery shopping done yesterday evening. I had a splitting headache from all that crying and from waiting really late to eat so I took a couple of Tylenol PM around 9:00 last night. They really fucked with my intention of getting up at 5 this morning and coming into the office early. In fact, I didn't roll out of bed until four hours later. But I'm here, and I'm working far more diligently than my workload really requires, so no big deal.<br /><br />What else do I have to say …? The Boy Child doesn't like soccer camp because they made him play "hard games." It's only for 90 minutes a morning all week so I guess he'll get over it. RG called last night on his way home from job #3. Maybe I'm misinterpreting his lack of interest in me and confusing it with general busy-ness. He is headed up to the mountains this weekend to see his father for his birthday, but his father is due to find out before the weekend if his cancer has returned (and the prognosis does not seem to be good). Apparently his father said "all I want for my birthday is not to cry." So I'm guessing <a href="http://www.seehersquirt.com/?wm_login=jdoughs">Seehersquirt</a> has a few things on his mind lately, but I don't mind drifting apart from him whatever the reasons (although that shouldn't be misinterpreted to read that I hope his father is sick, of course!).<br /><br />The consensus from yesterday's post seems to be to find a fun bar where I can watch my football team play and maybe make a few new friends, instead of getting cable TV. I like that idea. It's a little tricky, since where I live most people cheer for the wrong damn team (RG included), but maybe I'll post an ad on craigslist next month and see what happens.<br /><br />Is it really only Tuesday?! Ugh. Back to work.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21287547-113782559477945011?l=wesaybringiton.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>hdu74hfghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03218246562693767116noreply@blogger.com