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So River's Edge is a pretty damn good movie. Crispin Glover is usually awesome in almost anything anyway so everyone should already be seeking out his movies. I want to see Rubin and Ed.

I was really into Batman as a kid. I guess I watched the show alot, until later on when I decided I didn't like it for some reason. Obviously it's an awesome show. Anyway, I had a shitload of Batman toys. I had the Batmobile. I had the Batwing. I had the fucking Batcave. And a huge amount of villains from the Toy Boz DC Superheros line. Yeah, not DC Super Powers. The Toy Biz ones were of a lower quality and had a more Batman focused cast of characters. I do remember distinctly having a Lex Luthor figure and thinking that it was Egghead from the 60s Batman series. I also had Bob the Goon, and had no idea who he was. Come on, I was 4. I wish I still had all of those toys. And all of the Robin Hood toys too.

I got an F in Basic Doc. Which was completely expected. But I got an A in Film History. So it sort of balances out to a C I guess. Not that it matters, but I guess if I do go back sometime in the future I'd like my GPA to not be horrid. Maybe I can get that class stricken from the record or something.

Apparently I'm going to a gathering of sorts on Friday. I don't honestly know how much of a gathering it's going to be, really, but it was implied that there would be more than 3 people there, so here's hoping.

I'm anticipating the first in a series of deaths in my family. I don't mean I expect someone to die, just that alot of people are getting close to the age when that kind of thing starts to happen. It kind of terrifies me, to think about death, whether it be the death of a person or death in general. It's just this terrible feeling that upon death a person ceases to exist. I don't mean on earth, I mean completely. I don't have faith in an afterlife, and the idea that someday I might not be able to think, I might not exist, just makes me feel horrible. It's a kind of sobering thought, that the earth and the universe will exist without me and it won't matter whatsoever. That I really don't matter in any grand scheme of things. It makes me really wish that I did believe in an afterlife, that I could have faith in something.

Don't tell mom the babysitter's dead, ok? She'll be really upset and won't let us do things like bet on who gets a job based on the flipping of a Mama Celeste pizza box. And she certainly won't let us say "shit" over and over again, to the horror of my 6th grade teacher. The little sister from that movie is pretty hot now. She also played Harley's sister on that one episode of Boy Meets World. Also, Pinsky/Joey the Rat is in that band Rilo Kiley.