Monday, October 6, 2008

Oh hell what is the name of that song?

Well, I can't think of the band or the song...for some reason, Tesla's "Love is all around you...love is knockin', outside your door..." keeps running through my head. Eureka! Faith No More...is that the band or the song? Damn, I may have to google. Epic? Yeah, yeah, something like that. Rhapsody is my friend...But the whole reason the stupid song is in my head is because of some stupid movie, Meet Joe Black. Why am I a moron? I swear....this guy from high school that I had a crush on from freshman year once told me that Meet Joe Black makes him cry. I believe that he even told me that this was info that he had never shared with anyone else. And I still believe him even when I know that he is somewhat full of shiat. Possibly completely full. I don't know...I think I blame him for some things that are my stupidity, and I should be fair. Here is the extent of my dumbassery: I watched that movie tonite. And bawled through most of it. Thank goodness the kids were asleep, and the other was not home. He makes so much fun of me when I cry at movies. One of the reasons why I rarely watch movies/shows or read books that I know will make me cry. Some book about a year ago made me sob so hard that I actually woke him from his coma AND he even asked what was wrong in a panicked voice. I have become a hardened heart-type person. (Sigh) My defense is that he taught it to me--"I am married to a sissy girl. Are you gonna cry? you want your momma? What a suck titty!" Keep in mind, this is when he used to try to wrestle with me...I had no brothers, a somewhat absentee father (ha, the somewhat makes me laugh), and a ....not dysfunctional family, but not a touchy feely one either. Besides, wrestling is not foreplay, even if he still thinks it is. Moron. And now he is the one whining. What a crybaby. Dear God, Nancy Grace is soooooo annoying! I need some sleep. And some really awesome sinus pills. Any suggestions? Like anybody reads this....