Ahh sorry everyone late again but I’m still here. I guess the reason I probably forgot to write this was because yesterday was so uneventful. I peeled myself out of bed in the late afternoon and staggered around the house trying to shake off my shocking hangover. I called in late to work but hey I actually worked because I’m not a hypocrite. Work sucked though you know, same problem with working alone at night and being way too trapped with my own thoughts. Once I got home I was still pretty gross but luckily they put Whiplash on Netflix so I was set. I think I love that movie so much because it draws a real subtle line between the characters that have dreams and aspirations and the ones that don’t. That’s probably the difference between whether you like or love Whiplash, whether you can relate to someone sacrificing everything to try and make their dreams a reality.