Friday, I went to see Watchmen. I'm not going to ruin it for those of you who haven't seen it, but I will say that it was the longest movie I've seen in a while. Longer than Titanic. Longer than the original Shining, longer than the Colin Firth version of Pride & Prejudice. If it wasn't longer than those it sure as hell seemed like it.
People are insecure. I get it. We all have insecurities, but I know a person who is insecure to the point where he talks down on himself just to hear someone say the opposite is true. He tries this with me. I am not his mother. I do not care. You say you're fat and ugly...I am going to agree, just remember you said it. Not me.
I was invited to a thing on the 17th. The person is bringing a few friends...three to be exact. A couple and single. Now usually I wouldn't care and I suppose I still don't, but I have a friend who is single and never really had a real guy friend/interest so I invited her. I probably shouldn't have as Ive never met the guy, but what could it hurt? If it doesn't work out at least they make a new friend.