Here are my favorite Star Wars movies in order:
-Star Wars
-Rogue One
-Empire Strikes Back
-Force Awakens
-Mandalorian (not a movie I know)
-Last Jedi
-Return of the Jedi
-Rise of skywalker
-Everything else. (I don’t watch the clone wars.)
Also: none of this is opinion. It’s all fact.
Also: sometimes rogue one and empire switch places depending on the time of day.
The boys will be back in two weeks. The break has been lovely. It’s nice in any kind of normal year but this particular hellscape that is 2020, well let’s just say it was almost necessary. It took me getting super fucking stoned one night to understand just how tight I was, how anxious and stressed, never taking a full breath, running on empty. Now, with these couple of weeks of rest and relaxation, I can handle the rest of this goddamn year with a little more grace. Some calmness. I mean, PROBABLY NOT, but maybe, right?
I can be better. For them. For me. For us.
When we FaceTime (always with Nick never with Ryland), he’s like an indie filmmaker making his first horror movie, everything’s all dark and blurry, faces cut off, shaky movements and twitchy eyes.
I sure do miss their dumb faces.
I wish all the time it was different. That I looked different. I am sorry I’m not tall, skinny. That I have thick everything. That I carry not an ounce of grace or elegance.
But there is one thing I know: how to make you feel good. And I know that what is unappealing by day can become something else at night, in the dark, in the slow-moving quiet.
Like a fool, I went to my gym. Now my throat feels scratchy. No temp, despite me taking it every eight minutes.
So basically, I’ll be dead soon. I plan on haunting the fuck out of everyone I know, so be prepared.
Let us never forget my precious baby birds.
xoxo