THE TOP OF THE HUB

i woke up so sore today. at like 9:30, but i ached so much i didn't want to get out of bed so i drifted in and out of sleep until 3. periodically my parents would come in and start talking to me, but i just said "shut up" whenever they tried to talk to me. when i woke up, it turned out we were going out to eat for our dorky annual family celebration event. it used to be a much better event, because we used to get presents, but somewhere along the line it tunred into eating out together, 'as a family'. you know how it is.

so i got in the car at 5, and they hauled my poor aching bones to a resteraunt at the top of the prudential center in boston (a skyscraper), which was called "the top of the hub". you could see all of boston. we sat down next to the window, and our waiter came. he was from morroco and his name was mustafa . . . this place was great! i didn't have to do anything, they poured water into my cups, brought me great tasting food, and even put my napkin on my lap for me! i ordered the lobster, and it was good.

later when i came home my brother rented bicentennial man, so i watched it. that movie was such a piece of crap. if there was someone i could pay money to somehow make it so i never had watched that movie, i would pay them upwards of 5 dollars. it was awful. at the end, he goesbefore the future congress to ask them if they can declare him a human being so he could marry some chick, and the senator told them they couldn't because he was immortal. so he made it so he'd be mortal and die in 40 years or something like that, so he could be declared a human being.

if i was that robot, instead of wussing out and KILLING myself just to be human, i would unleash a demonstration of my superior intellect and strength and smash their car and kick their dogs until i got my humanity.