Words In Motion Published Socially Are Universally Satisfying

Just for fun this entire movie I watched with my eyes closed.  It still rocked as much as the original '90s experience that made me look for girlfriends who are as fit exclusively.  I will not accept thin nor any other kind into my healthy life style, I am sorry big mamas.  I might love you long time, but to be frank, and let's be frank ok, when you share your life with another, you share the food and many other habits.  And since I'm the kind of man who with partial sight enjoys jogging at midnight, I can not in good conscience date someone who does not push themselves to an equal limit physically.  To me, this is a sign of health.  To you it might be something else, it might be artistic development or verbal skill.  To me it is getting off the couch and pushin' tin.  Lifting and lowering, repeatedly.  Repeating katas until sweat pours out of your cement shoes.  Fitness to me is health and this is the one bar I will not lower.  Sim...

Why would a man, whom loves life and is always happy and never watches horror out of fear of having nightmares, from which he suffers from tremendously, ever in his right mind go to see Hostiles, the new Western not out in IMAX?  This is what I was asking myself before seeing it last night.  I generally avoid horror because even a simple change of medication can yield terrible consequences for my dream self.  This one time I forgot my pills and I survived a shotgun battle with my nemesis.  This other time I took a double dose and well, I felt a bullet ricocheing from my back skull just before waking up.  I am not sure what it is about pills and bad dreams but it's just how I am.  Even though I am not a violent person my dreams are sometimes.  Usually though, I dream of funny things, like turning into birds and stuff like that.  I noticed that seeing a horror makes me wake up in the middle of the night with my heart racing as if I was Andretti.