I think it is funny when I look back at a blog I wrote and go "damn."
I often think in cartoon sounds.
I miss roller skating, but I would never just go out and do it... and going to a rink by yourself is the creepiest thing in the world.
I am addicted to cardio classes at the gym, and I am often the only male in the room. You would think that would increase the odds, but not so much.
I like when I feel lighthearted because it dosen't happen often.
Burn After Reading was pleasantly disturbing. Brad Pit and George Cloony were amazing, and the entire premise and conclusion of the movie were completely appropriate.
Sometimes life is a complete clusterfuck.
