Sunday, November 23, 2003
1. List five things you'd like to accomplish by the end of the year.
(a) Move to a new apartment. It won't happen.
(b) Get a car. This probably won't happen either.
(c) Find another job. Something that doesn't deal with whinyass smacktards.
(d) Gain 10 pounds. So my total weight should be 87 pounds.
(e) Grow my hair out. It won't get that long in five weeks though.
2. List five people you've lost contact with that you'd like to hear from again.
(a) Matt Wheeler. You red-headed bastard. I miss ya.
(b) Long Nguyen. Long Dong. I saw a recent picture of this guy on Friendster, and he actually has hair now. WOW!
(c) Kamala Winfree. She comes to church once in a great while for Christmas and stuff, and it's always awkward seeing her.
(d) My step sister. If my calculations are correct (and there's a big chance that they're not), she's 17 now. Probably getting ready to go to college. I wonder if she even remembers me.
(e) Sebyul Chun. Where the hell are you? I thought you wanted...
3. List five things you'd like to learn how to do.
(a) Make movies!
(b) Fight. I seriously don't know how to fight at all. The Wench can beat my ass all over Fullerton whenever she wants. But she's an Argentinian beast, so on to
(c) Ride a motorcycle. Forget cars. All I need is a rocket on my crotch and... okay that doesn't sound right.
(d) Write. REALLY WELL. Like bloody Shakespeare.
(e) Draw. REALLY WELL. Like bloody Alex Ross. He's friggin' amazing.
4. List five things you'd do if you won the lottery (no limit).
(a) Give my parents half.
(b) Buy all those new homes being built near Amerige Heights and rent them out to the EM college people, for FREE. And save myself one, of course.
(c) Buy out more space near our church for parking space, and a gym.
(d) Tell Jake to go to hell, and quit my job.
(e) One word: JAPAN.
5. List five things you do that help you relax.
(a) Sleep. Dur.
(b) Watch the waves at the beach.
(c) Work. HA!
(d) Drink Nyquil.
(e) Your mom! OHHHHHHHHHH.
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