For all of you who haven’t been keeping up with my livejournal, here is a little update to get you all up to date on what’s been going on in my life:

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Uh…ok.

…yeah…

Hmm…

Let’s see there was…no…

No…no…yes!

…no…

Let’s put that thinking cap on. There was, that…

…which didn’t happen…

…that was just a dream…hmm…

Damn.

OK, so I haven’t been doing much. From the amount that I’ve been posting that may seem odd, but yes, check it out for yourself and you will see I have like two months of movie reviews up there. Yep. That’s it. I was even alone for my birthday. How pathetic is that? Nothing fun for Ben. Lots of DVDs though. Sweet replacement for actual human contact, DVDs. I’ve gotten like twenty in two weeks. It’s like crack, makes me ignore the real world. Mmm…

Anyway, I should give a big thank you to all of you who actually read the movie reviews, and hence give my current existence meaning. Thank you.

I’d give out juicy personal gossip for you, but I’ve run dry in the gossip department lately. Best I can do is say that I went out with my friend from high school, Harry, on Wednesday and we saw the Medallion, went to a comic book shop in Troy, and ate at Popeyes. Why he eats there is beyond me. First of all Popeyes food is shit, but beyond that the place is a dump in the most ghetto part of town. I’m glad I survived the night. Why I got something with Mayo on it, I’ll never know. I dodged a real bullet there.

Anyway, Harry is apparently trying to date this 28-year-old ex-stripper in Florida that he meet through her sister on the Internet. Yeah, I won’t even get into what is wrong with all of that. You read it all right, fill in the blanks yourself. His other dating prospect is a girl in Egypt who’s Muslim and won’t be coming back to the states for 4 more years. Yeah…

Apparently this girl is a real wild one, since she can do stoppies and ride with her feet on the seat and all sorts of shit with her motorcycle. (Harry, you should know, told me that he had a motorcycle, but after a little more than a month trashed it. Nice Harry.) She now works at her uncle’s ski do rental place. Harry now has a moped (I guess he’s decided to work his way up first). I’m real eager to hear where all of this is going.

The comic book shop was nice. There were the assorted comic book geeks milling around, but thankfully they were of the nice variety. I asked one of the guys about the early Bendis crime comics and he was friendly and helpful enough to sell me on buying Goldfish. (A super awesome read, by the way). I have a feeling that if I stayed long enough he would have talked my ear off all night. I probably would have done that too, if Harry didn’t look so eager to get the hell out of there. He got his new Thundercats issue and whatever pretty art, no story crap he likes, and then started dancing around like he had to pee. So I bought Goldfish and the new 100 Bullets trade and we got out of there.

Harry apparently pays the rent to his folks in Home Depot gift certificates. That’s pretty cool I think. Far as I can tell he spends the rest of his money on comics and anime. He’s got all sorts of weird crap, and he pays an arm and a leg for it too. Anyone heard of Excel Saga? He gave me some of that to watch. I only watched two episodes thus far, but I don’t think I like it much. It’s really bizarre in that weird only in Japan way. Maybe it gets better though.

But anyway, that’s about the only exciting thing to happen to me in WEEKS. I really need to get a job or something, but I have no idea where to even begin looking. Tis my fate in life. Forever wandering, or some shit like that.

Maybe I should become Kane from Kung Fu. There’s a life.