Wednesday, December 20
shabam kisses the express train
Smoking substitutes like Nicorette give me p-p-p-palpitations.
Rocky Balboa is also one hell of a movie -surprisingly. It could have just been the nicotine coursing through my veins at the time but I was on the edge of my seat for the finale, as were many people in the audience.
Stallone is a better writer than I had previously given him credit for. The movie is realistic, touching and exciting. The film manages to maintain the feeling of the original and doesn't bend to the current conventions for flashy re-tellings of older (and probably better) films.
Jeremy was worried about Rocky sleeping with a younger woman for the whole movie but Rocky's intentions were proven pure. He always thinks the worst of people (for the record I wasn't worried at all).
In short: Go see Rocky Balboa. (if you want a similar experience to my viewing take some stimulants with you---legal ones... of course!)
Thursday, December 14
sometimes I play a game in which we are more than the sum of our parts-so far i've lost two fingers and my left eye.
Sunday, December 10
Monday, December 4
postcard
montreal.mile end.mont royal. exploring the city solo for an evening.trying to take it all in.music energy.sounds.beards.drums.perfectly large unleashed dogs.love.art.literature.creativity.beautiful people.giant crosses protected by curved liver removing mental bars.bolts and barbs
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