thank you for smoking

first off... i gotta pee.
second, i saw 2 movies today worth seeing. neither is "oh my god" amazing. but worth seeing.
thank you for smoking, provided many laughs and ruminations and will probably haunt me and my moral identity for a little while.
v for vendetta was entertaining and will probably haunt me for about a week. totalitarian government and masked vengeance artist and all... it'll make for some interesting dreams about big brother trying to get to me smoke or some shit.

i've been feeling better lately.
and then i talk to jojo, and wish i could be in boston for a very long time, or transmit her here for a long spell,
and then i'll get rejected or annoyed by someone, and dive into a foul mood.
but hey, i'm also experiencing some highs, and laughing, and smiling, and hopefully seeming less depressed.
i'm trying at least to be ok with my life.
and hopefully it'll change despite me, and i'll wake up one day happier than i have been in a while, and i look forward to that day. maybe it'll be tomorrow. nope. not unless the boyfriend fairy visits in the middle of the night. and it's the middle of the night, so i'm even more leery.

i'm going to go to sleep now and pray that 8 hours will heal all ills that might be steeping in me.
and see another movie tomorrow if i can muster the patience for manhattan. actually, it's the downtown manhattan alone and no money or energy to go shopping that i need patience for in reality. god grant me grace for going below 14th street with a working mastercard.