I haven't written on here in what seem like a while. I could check exactly how long it's been, but I don't really care that much.
The site crash probably has something to do with it, I guess.
So, it's summer. I've never really known why people like get such big boners over the end of school. Like, school isn't that bad, and summer isn't that great.
I guess it might be different for some people, school's harder than it is for me, but still, summer isn't that great.
What's summer been so far?
Well, except for a beach party on the first day, not so much so far.
It's been hours and hours of looking at Wikipedia articles.
It's been other hours and hours of looking at Calvin and Hobbes.
It's been going through my entire stash of indie hipster music.
It's been staying up, really really late, or early, depending on how you want to look at it, watching film after low-budget film, usually horrors or thrillers, and looking at old episodes of Ugly Betty, drinking cup after cup after gallon of peppermint tea.
It's been going to a new place I found in the woods I now call Chad's Laughing Place, after Annie's in the book Misery, a peaceful log set up just like a recliner over a stream where I can read Ray Bradbury short story collections and The Economist.
Now, it's been summer for less than a week, but I'm willing to bet that most of the time I'm here at home will be much like that.
Now, that's not so bad, of course, I mean, I just recently watched a movie called Cube, about these strangers who all of a sudden just wake up in separate cubic rooms, all dressed the same, with no knowledge of how or why they're there, and then have to move through all these little cubic rooms, only some of them are booby trapped, trying to find out how to get out of this giant cube structure and figure out why they're there.
And it was actually pretty good, the premise was excellent, the acting was okay, I guess, not very good, and interest started to decay by the end of the hour-and-a-half film, but pretty good for an indie low-budget.
They had a sequel which I also watched, called Cube 2: Hypercube, which I was hesitant about watching, because if it'd been too similar to the first, I would be so fucking uninterested.
But it wasn't, they weren't in a giant cube made of little cubic rooms, they were in a tesseract, a four-dimensional cube with all sorts of weird time-distortions and gravity shifts and shit.
Sorry I got side-tracked, but yeah. Basically summer's been okay, but at least at school, even if it's a little more boring sometimes, at least I have my friends there all the time.
Now, especially with my brother gone, it's a little more lonely.
I suppose I can drive now, I could like go on a day-hike in the mountains...
But my parents probably wouldn't like that...
Anyway, I'm tired of writing about this, I can't fucking concentrate.
So how are your guys' summers going?
Edit: Oh yeah, and have you guys ever read The Better Part of Wisdom, short story by Ray Bradbury? It's a pretty impressive and delicate handling of homosexuality, about a guy and his boyfriend sharing an apartment building, when the guy's grandfather shows up, and is able to accept his grandson by remembering his long ago childhood with a fantastic and short-lived friendship/relationship with another boy, a relationship in the innocence of childhood