"what a good place to end up." as said by a little blonde boy at roberto's. he's sitting there with his mom and his sister, as well as with another mom and children trio, baby strollers parked next to the table. me and james sitting one table over, watching them, thinking and speaking of families and children and big dogs. and that feeling you get when you chill at roberto's, cheap ass rainbow brite mexican food on your plate, warm weather breezing by, a splendid view of palm trees and the pacific. that kind of feeling is hard to duplicate. you gotta enjoy these moments, you gotta appreciate these moments, you gotta live for these moments. some people can't. some people don't. no drugs, nicotine or alchohol needed. mexican food, sun, beach. that's all it takes. life should be a vacation, chill out.



why anyone would not want to eventually end up in san diego is beyond me. seasons are overrated, for real, move out here people, you can live in sun and vacation in snow, not the other way around. aaaahhhh. some days, some days are just perfect.



this weekend is shaping up to be a pretty stupendous weekend actually. today we movie hopped. haven't done that for awhile. caught the matinee for the 25th hour and then strolled on into catch me if you can. seven bucks for two pretty decent movies. well worth it, especially when you're too cheap to pay for real movies. movie hopping could be the new thing to do. sure it's a tad juvenile and middle school-ish but those are probably some of my better personality traits. plus, i got nothing better to do than sit in front of a screen for five hours on a saturday. do you?