Sinking ship

I saw Avatar 3-d last night, which I'm not exactly proud to say. My girlfriend wanted to see it badly and she loves sci-fi sorta stuff so I went- the fact that it was 3-d really intrigued me though.
The movie itself was predictable from start to finish. I always find fictional accounts of corporations/armies destroying people, the enviornment, etc really frustrating. Why is there a need to make a multi-million dollar movie that alters reality slightly and colors the people blue in order to elicit sympathy? Why don't people care about the villages in Cambodia that are being bulldozed and burned because of sugar/lumber companies? Or the coal mining companies blowing up mountains? Or the thousands of other ways people and places are being exploited. That is not to say people don't care, because obviously some do but not enough. I don't do nearly as much as I could and should be doing and perhaps that's what the filmmakers were going for- to make people think. The problem is that I already think- it just came through as a little reminder. I don't think the movie will really spark that sort of reaction (long term) with most people. My reaction to the movie was sadness... I felt sad that this really happens, I felt sad that although the film will make people think- it won't make enough people act. I came out of it feeling like I was on-board a sinking ship.

The start. On the bathroom floor.

i'm sitting on a cold bathroom floor as i write this, with a cat meowing outside the door. my girlfriend is asleep as are the 4 dogs in our bedroom. biscuit is snoring (and so is said girlfriend), of course. my roommates, which i swore i'd never have again, are in the living room talking loudly.
i am entirely alone here. my girlfriend, whom i love very much, and i have little to talk about... i feel trapped. i know that i'm not and i can leave any time but i don't want to leave her. i can't find a job. i haven't looked very hard though but still... i have no job. i need to find one soon or i'm going to lose my fucking mind. i don't know how long i can do this-scratch that- i know exactly how long i can go on this way and that scares me. i'm doing nothing with myself. my past interests, hobbies, passions are just that. past. i don't know who i am any more and i really don't care to look. i feel completely blank and i've felt this way since about 2 years ago. i'm nothing. blank.
i'm facebook, farmville, dlisted. repeat. perhaps throw some current tv in there and some jersey shore. that's me.