Crappy

Last night was not a good night. Actually, it WAS a good night for the most part. But the sucky part really sucked. Went out for a Christmas dinner with some friends. The food was okay, but the conversation was quite nice. Afterwards we went over to Leanne's and had a few more drinks and talked some more. That whole part was fine. Then Carla and I went home. To my place. Which is really my parent's place. Carla started feeling really ill from all the smoke. I tried to cheer her up but she eventually retreated to the bathroom. She REALLY wasn't feeling well. While she was away Odie (a dog) trotted into my room and proceeded to loudly lick himself. I swear that dogs hips act as a sounding board or something because DAMN is his crotch loud! THEN, my parents started doing it. Yep.

I'm 28 years old, living at home, surrounded by crotch licking dogs and randy parents.

Needless to say, Carla and I went to her house. Her parents have the common decency to have really quiet sex.

Let's See

Lets' see how long I can keep this up for. Jerry just got home, and he's a'smokin'. My eyes hurt already, so I don't think this one will be that long. Which sucks cuz I was all ready to chat about the Last Samurai and Amores Perros. But too smokey!

Bunnies

I like bunnies. Where I work is in the middle of an open field, so there are always lots of rabbits around. They cheer me up with their fluffy white cuteness.

uh-huh

I worked for 24 hours during the last 48 hours, yet I found no time to post here. I had plenty of spare time, mind you, I just never posted. That seems to be a problem I have. I should get that looked at.

Saw Reign of Fire The Other Day

Slightly better than I was expecting, but my expectations were quite slight to begin with. The little touches were nice. The Star Wars play, the flaming drool, the attempt at shoe horning dragons into our history. But I didn't like the way that, half way through the movie Woody Harrelson comes along and says, "There's an Uber Dragon, if we kill it we kill 'em all." Or words to that effect, but gruffer. Just kind of comes out of left field. And, really, just one male dragon on the WHOLE PLANET? That just doesn't make sense. And how did humanity defeat such a formidable foe during the dark/middle ages? Or were they just myths then?, that wasn't all that clear.

The dragons looked really cool, though. Really nice looking Dragons.

Yep.

How's This For Irony?

This blog's spell checker doesn't recognize the word blog.

Good Googly Moogly

I am quite adept at doing nothing. I mean, how hard can it be to write in this blog during a nine hour shift containing maybe two hours of actual work? Yet I read magazines, surf the web, do all sorts of nothing. And I don't blog. I'm such a lame-o.

And I'm getting worse at video games. It's scary I met up with Kelly today and we played a fair bit of Mario Kart and I didn't beat him. I was lucky to tie him. What the fuck is up with that. And living with Seve just rubs my face in how much my skills have slid. It's a sad day when your baby brother beats you consistently.

Yerp

So I finished work at seven thirty in the AM. I thought I'd stop by the gym on the way home. I did. Not that great an idea. I didn't have a lot of energy left, which is slightly weird because I don't expend that much energy at work. You'd think I'd have lots left over. So I change and go out to my car, the locks are frozen. Not what I need before going to bed. The radio tells me that it's minus 21 with the wind chill out there. It also tells me that the shit it transmits is today's best music, so I don't put a lot of faith into it.

Long story short: D-icer is really good at de-icing locks.

Carla's new webpage title and discription made me laugh.

I was going to talk about Reign of Fire, but my arm is starting to hurt. Maybe later.

I've Been A Bad Boy

I haven't posted to my blog or gone to the gym for a few days now.

In my defense, I AM pretty lazy.