...If anyone thinks I'm going to quit playing or quit trying to be truly great at this game because I went home for a little while.
Not even mad about what that one dude wrote. He's entitled to his own opinion. For real, I just hate it when people don't want to leave names. I just think that's the most pussy thing there is.
I'm chilling out for a bit. It's an investment. I will be going hard for a while I'm sure. If it's not poker, it's something, I always need a project, I always need to work on something. That, and oddly, the lights don't seem to stay on if I don't pay the bill, so I guess there's that too.
I came home yesterday, not having gotten much sleep, and just decided to take the day off. I went and saw Surrogate with my friend Ken and some of his friends. I got to try some southeast Asian place in Chinatown before that, that was pretty cool. Just a big communal pot you take from with endless meat and spices going into it. It murdered me but it was great to try.
Surrogate was alright. Price of admission was free so it was hard to beat that, since Ken used to work at the movie theater we went to. It just had a really interesting premise that could have gone so many ways and they do nothing with it. The script is so trite standard Hollywood sci fi lite blockbuster that I found myself able to time my bathroom breaks, because I could tell what every scene was going to entail. "Oh this is the standard reclamation of love despite a cyber world that is depriving our souls! This director seems to be a 7 on the tool scale, so I'll guesstimate about a 3 minute long douchebag speech on how my current lifestyle is killing everyone and it will probably kill me."
Some things did asplode, and it was fun at certain points, but there were just so many logic holes that made no sense and drive me insane, and it was just such a cool concept that I felt like they could have done more with it.
Okay, I'm wasting too much time sitting around. I want to go write and get my 1,000 words done. I've been efficient with that and have actually written a lot in the last few weeks. The Hombow and Japanese bubble tea combo at this one cafe is fucking sick good, so it gets me there on mornings when I don't really feel like writing.
I hope it's raw and emotional as I want it to be. I hope people like it. If not, whatever, I'll be glad it's out of my system, that fucking book.
Might go get trashed at Dante's and watch the game with Mcmatto. Might go to a hookah lounge later, haven't gone to one in Seattle. Probably will grind till 6:00 AM while Raventhon plays his MMORPG and yells at his e-friends.
Ah it's 5:00 PM and the Evercrack Queen just woke up. Sup Ben.
