I finally saw Lord of the Rings: the Return of the King. For once I kind of have to agree with the movie critics. Return of the King is the best in the trilogy. I can’t wait until they come out with the extended box set for the Lords of the Ring trilogy. Better start saving now because it’s going to cost a shitload. That’s the main reason I haven’t bough any of the 007 collections. I just can’t bring myself to spend that much on DVDs of 20 year old movies. There good movies but still.
Why can’t people go to the movies and shut the fuck up? I had this idiot sitting next to me who just went on and on. His girlfriend, who was too fine to be with that fag, told him to shut up a couple of times and he still didn’t get the point. Maybe I need to go to the boonies with the white people so I can see a movie in relative peace and quiet. I swear if the KKK loses their damn minds and open up membership to other races I’d really consider signing up. Back to the chatty ass faggot, why the hell did he sit next to me anyway? There were at least five seats between me and the next person. Why couldn’t he just skip a seat? I usually sit in the center of the last row. I hate people talking behind me when I’m trying to watch a movie. When you’re in the last row no one is talking in your ear, kicking the back of your chair, or just annoying you from behind.
I always end up late when I go to the movies with my mother. I was originally going to go to one of the midnight previews but tickets were sold out for it. I was going to go Wednesday morning but I knew my mom wanted to see it. I also knew she’d pay for me to see it so… Yeah, I’m a cheap bastard, sue me! Hopefully, I’ll get a chance to see the Last Samurai sometime next week. I’ve really been feeling the period war and action pics.
Cluck-Cluck actually had the audacity to leave me a note online telling me I played her because I didn’t call her or get her a card on her birthday. What the fuck?! The first time I talked to her in a few weeks and the first thing out of her mouth is what I got her for her birthday. Excuse me? Then she tells me she wants to come over and chill out over here on her birthday which was on a Monday. I tell her that I don’t know if that’s a good idea. When she says come over and chill it usually means I want to come over have you feed me, be entertained (when I’m not ignoring you), get some money, and then have you drive me home. It also means that I won’t hear from her again until she needs something. A few days later, she calls and suggest a change of date because one of her girlfriends was going to take her out for her birthday. She said she’d probably be busy all day so I’m thinking why even bother to call. Come to find out she got stood up and ended up at home and alone on her birthday.
When I first met her we used to stay up damn near all night talking on the phone. Now when I call her she’s either asleep, gone, or the phone is busy (she doesn’t have call waiting.) So I started calling less and less and then I stopped calling her all together. I figured if and when she wants to talk she’ll call. If I feel like talking to her then I’ll answer the phone, otherwise she can talk to my voice mail. I find myself not even wanting to pick up the phone sometimes when I see her number on my caller ID. She can’t be bothered to call any other time but when she thinks she’s going to get some money or a present out of it she’ll call more than a bill collector. She’s having a hard time and I feel for her but there’s only so much and so many times you can ask for help before you become a burden. It reminds me of quote I used to hear a lot watching wrestling as a kid. “A friend in need is a pest indeed.”
I’m ready to move on a find a new girlfriend but unfortunately, I have pretty damn bad taste in women. It seems like they all end up having the same personality and problems but in different bodies. Women always tell me that I shouldn’t compare them with previous girlfriends because they’re different. They’re unique or so they claim. Every time I hear that statement one quote comes to mind, “Sure you’re unique, just like everyone else.” Everyone I meet seems to tell me what they think I want to hear or what they believe is the right/respectable thing to say. I’m tired of all the bullshit that comes with these relationships. I wish I was married like both of my best friends. When I want to play games I go online or plug in my PS2 or Gamecube. Why can’t women do the same? I always here women talking about how men are full of shit. Well ladies, make sure your bowels are empty before you open your mouths.
Anyway, now is the season of giving. I don’t need expensive clothes or jewelry. Sure, those things are nice but what I want won’t cost you a thing. All I’m asking is for some mind-numbing, toe curling head. Did you think I was talking about love? Like Mariah Carey’s song says, love takes time (but slobbing on my knob can be done anytime.) Sucking dick is free and if you do it well enough I’ll give you something sweet and sticky in return. Head really is the gift that keeps giving! Hell, I’ll take some pussy and ass too! I’m not picky. It’s always better to give unless you’re the one who’s receiving!
