a left hook to the jaw~

i watched a movie on show time tonight that was so captivating i didn't pull my normal stunt of getting up and doing something that has been waiting to be done for weeks during the good part. thinking that i'd heard this story before~ was it in the news? ~ did i read the book?~ was it about a fighter i thought was great?
no. i read the script. i was asked to produce it. the script was just as captivating but i didn't approve of where the money was coming from to fund it. once again, i turned right instead of left, it turned out to be a great movie. maybe i should have learned something from the script, something about passion and endurance something about drive. maybe i should have been a boxer, maybe i should have kept my head down and done the work... maybe..

my rather large silver sharpie cat is so tired he's yelling at me... to go to bed.. i guess i should rather than go on about nothing, like the fact that something really small can level me, but something that might crush another brings tears to my eyes from laughter. i'm so going to hell, good thing all my friends will be there.

i miss my family...i miss my friends.. i need a vacation.. i need to be in bed and resting before the meeting that blesses me before i'm sent to slaughter..