Kevin Costner as Robin Hood?

I've actually never seen this before. I guess I'm just on a roll. So far it just isn't measuring up to Robin Hood; Men in Tights. But that's beyond the point Mr. Martin. Did you ever watch the old Tom and Jerry cartoons? Well, right now I feeel like I'm stuck in one. Although, I'm not sure if I'm Tom or Jerry. I seem to be the one in charge, cornering him, knowing I've won when suddenly the dynamite goes off and I'm left dazed as he runs into his hole and I have to wait. Or he'll be in charge, forging ahead when I realize I can't do what he's asking, and I run into my hole after a diversion involving a giant hammer and little birds tweeting around his head. I don't want to be either. Why should we be Tom and Jerry if we could be Fred and Wilma? Life could be so much easier if he'd just relax for a second and realize that he's not happy and keeps coming back to me to try and become happy. The math is extraordinarily simple. I make him happy. He makes me happy. Together we are happy. Apart we are mediocrely pleased. Does anyone else see the flaw in this logic? And wouldn't the guy who plays Dr. Cox on Scrubs make an interesting Robin Hood?

Life, as I knew it.

It's like my skin doesn't fit quite right. I want to stretch but am confined. I find myself dissatisfied with everything that occurs. I am on the road to recovery right now. I fell in love. It ended melodramatically and continues sociopathically. If someone loves you, leaves you, comes back, loves you, leaves you, comes back, loves you, leaves you, comes back and is loving you again, do you wait? Or do you leave first? What if they don't leave this time? Allegedly, the third time is the charm. If they aren't happy and return to you, do they love you? I only have questions, and I need answers. I plan on finding the answers. How do you know you love someone? If you are willing to dedicate your time to them, do what they need to be happy, sacrifice personal comforts to help them achieve their goals, iron their shirts and want to spend the rest of your life seeing their face when you wake up, are you in love? I'd like to present to you, dear reader, that I love him. And that he loves me.

"Everybody has a different idea of love. I knew a girl once who told me, 'I knew he loved me when he didn't come in my mouth'."-Andy Warhol