Right now, I feel like…

… crying.

It’s not that I’m sad - because I’m not, but I kinda want to watch one of those movies. One of the movies that is released once in a while. One of those movies who get real cowboys, real texan cowboys, to tilt their hats down to hide their watering eyes. And no, I’m not talking about gay cowboys - like brokeback mountain-style. I’m talking big, old dudes, with huge trucks and boots. Like the ones who cried at “P.S. I love you”.

I kinda wish that I never saw Armageddon. Like I could watch it for the first time, and be touched by bruce and ben. Touched to the brink of tears. Maybe I should watch Marley and Me again, and just jump to the end. Dogs dying is always sad. Even locos think it’s sad when a dog dies.

Or I should just watch a movie with Robots killing other Robots and two humans (one hot and one not so much) helping one side of the robots. Like mayhem scrap-metal-killing-stuff. Like men do. Yeah right.

niclas out.

I’m going to bed.