Christmas
Yea. Things are a lot more magical when your younger. Even when you're old enough to know theres nothing special, not really, you still long for a day of free shit. On some level you might even get a kick out of giving your mom that little piece of shit you glued together. It probably hung on the tree or the refrigerator, no matter how shitty it really was. Life was good when your age was in single digits.
RE: PinkSkull's big party
At 12/18/06 12:25 AM, Rammer wrote:
*story of my life.
Story sounds real familiar, if you know what I mean.
Birthdays
I haven't gotten a birthday present in three years...another day like Christmas, thats just another day. Still stings a little bit.
Shaving
When I was young it was one of the things I really longed for. Now its an inconvenience. Its one more thing for me to be too lazy to do right. Can't manage to walk away from the mirror without missing a spot that I later find when I'm in the shower washing the shaving cream off. Its not too bad I guess. I mean, I've been enjoying sideburns for years now and hell, sometimes they're even almost even. Razor burn is still a bitch though.
Crying
Maybe its the fact I just watched Cowboy Bebop start to finish (including last night and tonight) and watched Spike die. I got a little choked up. It could just be a combination of everything. Including that tomorrow is the last day I have to work on a bunch of shit due Tuesday. But here I am...mixing some white acrylic paint in front of my keyboard...at 3:45 in the morning.
But regardless, lol...I'm too much of a man to really cry. My vision might get a little blurry, my eyes a little glassy, my face a little flush, but my cheeks are dry.
No shame in crying once in a while though. Like while watching Platoon, specifically the scene were Sgt. Elias, played by Willem Dafoe, is killed. What a scene.