50/50

Overall heartwarming. Fun/sad/interesting. I cried like a child during one or two parts. It’s because I have so much empathy which is a side effect of having a huge penis. Feel free to use that. One thought I had was that without appropriate music these sorts of films could be too depressing and cold. Garden state without the music is just a creepy dude staring at Natalie Portman. I liked then hated that movie and I don’t want to compare this to that but when someone is going into surgery, at that last moment, when they hug their loved ones… without some sort of score/song to sharpen the edges it would be like someone using a spoon to dig into your chest and tug at those heartstrings. I don’t think it’s cheating, it’s a movie, they need to be precise and hit the key points. It’s not a documentary. Anyway, not the best movie choice for such a cold dark winter day.

The entire story

So… after drinking at some random bar I go to my friends house. While in his house I see someone, a stranger, hit the guy I know, who happens to be a recently outed  gay man. This guy is nice as shit. The first thought through my head was why would someome hit him. So as soon as that happened I lunged at the puncher. I landed one and then everyone broke us up. I lunged again and landed a second, after that everyone else swooped in and I was against a wall. In the turmoil I landed at least one more and then was thrown to the ground. I was being shouted at to relax. I stayed still with my hands up as the dude I hit tried to hit me back. 

I walked to one of the three bedrooms in the house and was told to chill out.  I was pretty chill already. I just saw someone get sucker punched and I reacted. So there are 2 girls crying in the room I am sitting in… The person who started this all is still going nuts. I can hear him screaming. I was at a friends house but what I didnt realize was that the person I hit lived in the house. I sat there for 30-45 minutes while they calmed him down, wondering why it was so important tom cakm down a stranger. Then I found out he lived there and I had hit him in his own bedroom. That would bother me. So after an hour of madness I left “my room” to see the living room destroyed. 4-5 people spent the better pat of an hour calming him down. I dont even know his name. The only part I am ashamed of is that he didnt bleed.  Everything I landed was weak.

On my way home. Turns out the person I hit lived in the apartment I was in. I actually feel bad. I thought he was a neighbor/ stranger.

And now I am eating fried chicken…. While people clean up the mess from the fight. I am 33 yrs old this is ridiculous.

It’s been 30 minutes and I can hear him yelling anti american comments. Just sitting in a bedroom while they calm him down.

I just punched a person in the face after he hit someone for no reason. Now I am sitting in a room while he calms down. It’s fun!