I'm not sure if it was specifically promoted as such, but some of my Marine buddies and I made a habit of seeing movies on opening night. We caught My Girl, which was advertised as an oh-so-sweet little romance with McCauley Culkin, who was still riding high off of Home Alone and was the tween heartthrob of the day. The wailing and gnashing of little girls' teeth in the theater when they killed his character off was exquisite. Not why we went, but a definite bonus. No one knew it was coming.
What made me think of it was a new movie, The Prom, which you would have to tie me to a chair and pry my eyelids open to get me to watch.
I drink about 1.5-2 pots of pep bean juice every day, keeps the writing going into the late night. (Or I have a caffeine addiction.)
I've seen The Prom. Worse 1 and a half in my life, the movie honestly sucked and I couldn't finish watching it.
I was walking on my home treadmill yesterday, and decided to take off my sweatshirt, which of course I should have done before starting. I still had my glasses on, so things got all tangled up and I got engrossed in untangling the sweatshirt while still walking on the treadmill and nearly ended up falling down and shooting off the end of the treadmill. God, I hear, protects fools, and He certainly protected me. Sometimes I do think I'm not too bright. I hear that some writers are that way.
I am constantly thinking of myself as how I might have been or as how I could be, forgetting that both of those directions lead away from myself as I am. I could not have been different, because that person I think I might have been would not have made the choices I made, and the person I think I could be will not have made the choices I will make. The choices I did make made me as I am, and the choices I will make will make me as I will become. Anything else is pure and illusory speculation. [I also confess, if it's not obvious, I majored in philosophy]
I actually really liked 2020. It was a great year for me -- I got to leave my dead-end job, spent several months as more or less a sabbatical, got to visit my brother's kids twice, got a great new job, and managed, for the first time in my life, to buy my parents expensive Christmas presents.
i get "wary" and "weary" mixed up just as often as people mix up "there/their/they're" uuuuuugh! every time i use it, i have to google it to make sure i'm using the correct spelling of the one i want. idk why it doesnt just stick. i'm pretty sure if this was SAW and the very first "game" was to correctly match spelling with definition, i'd be dead before the opening credits...