The last thing i wrote in my notebook was

"it's 12:53 pm and i'm waiting outside a liquor store i just bought a six pack and a 40 oz this will not end well"

It's sunny out, all bright and there's probably squirrels frolicking around. I guess it's a good day to be fucking miserable.

The best american kung fu movie from the last 10 years is Kung Fu Panda, you'd think that it would be a terribly sad statement.