Acabo de ver "Despicable Me" anoche por primera vez. He went from wanting to exploit children for profit to being a protective dad unrealistically quickly, but OK. It definitely tugged at the ol’ heartstrings. It was tough watching him flush his dreams. He could have been one of the most famous men in history; instead he’s just another stupid consumer trying to raise kids that don’t talk in a movie theatre. The best you can hope for, then, is that they’ll realize all the dreams you failed… all the fucking dreams you gave up to raise a kid.

Why couldn't I make Boss Lady and her daughter a priority? Why did Latin and Wikipedia seem so important? Are they really? Is being happy? I don’t think so, but making them is.