So today is Friday (really Saturday is you really want to be picky about it) and I just recently got back from the movie theater.  Unlike everyone else at the movie theater tonight, I was not going to see a human spider fight crime and evil.  No instead we went to go see Disturbia.  I am not much for intense, jumpy thriller movies but this is a strong recommendation in  my book if there ever has been one.  The story is good, I never felt that one part dragged on for too long, and to top it all off, there is one incredibly hot actress playing the role of the neighbor.

Aside from that my Friday was pretty uneventful.  I ended up staying the night at Sarah’s last night (no intention of doing so whatsoever ) but it was all good cause I was able to drive Sarah to work at 8.  I then went home and began to clean up the kitchen a bit, and also make some more progress on a few of the side projects I am currently doing.  At 1, I headed back to school to help Sarah film some stuff in the green-screen room and afterwards capture it so she would work on it over the weekend.

Then we basically watched television, took a nap, and I screwed around on the laptop that I am now typing on (Sarah’s Mac) so I can get a greater understanding of the OSX world before a up-and-coming Mac purchase of my own.

Thinking about it, it is really pretty sad that this is what our Friday consisted of.  A good point was made that this happens because we really don’t have time to breathe during the week so come friday we subconciously just let ourselves go and settle to facing the reprocussions of our “laziness” later on.

I don’t know why it bugs  be so much but it does.  I mean, it’s a Friday and we really have nothing better to do with our time than take naps and watch episode upon episode of DVD/Torrent television show?  Out of working with the Wolves, there is one element that I miss the most, and that is the sense of what adult fun is really like.  I mean, don’t get me wrong, I love “kid fun” if you will; the LANs that  I host have probably been some of the best times of my life, but being down at the bar in NBA city and actively participating in mature conversations about politics, money, business, and design with people that would laugh in disbelief if I told them my actual age, it felt damn good.

I really have no idea where I was going with this and in the long run it probably is going to be a lot of gibberish.  The main purpose of this post from the start was to occupy my time so I wouldn’t have to become witness to myself going to bed at 12:30 on a Friday.  I have succeed in that since it is now 1:30 and I am finally ready to give into the temptation to sleep, yet the fact that I have to do this still doesn’t sit well in my stomach.

Moral of the story: I was gonna say that I just wish I was older, or 21 for that matter; but even that isn’t it…so take from it what you will.  Gnite.

More to come…