January 30, 2004

Kyle draws the cutest comic ever. (And they're not just cute, they are quite funny.)

Go to The Otter Side. And love the cute likkle Otters.

The 2005 Ford Mustang GT.



Alright. I am officially irritated with my own fucked-up body clock. It's 5 in the morning, and I am still awake. Granted, I did not get up until 3 this afternoon (went to bed around 4am) but I am usually tired enough to sleep after being awake for about 12-13 hours. It's a shitty schedule, I know. But when you're not working and more of a night-person anyways, it can be hard to go to sleep at a reasonable hour.

So now I'm awake, and I'm stuck watching stupid morning news. Don't get me wrong, I really do like to watch the news (local more than national though) but I hate these stupid morning shows with all the extra, unecessary chatter. While I have accepted the fact that there is no unbiased media, that doesn't mean I want to see a 5 minute segment on how to spruce up my living room or that waterskiing squirrel. Can't you just tell me what's going on in the world without talking about the weatherman's spiffy tie? Seriously.

/early morning bitterness

January 24, 2004

Holy crap. "Ernest Goes to Camp" is on TV right now. I haven't seen this movie since I was a kid, but I always liked it.

I can feel the nostalgia rushing in....

I just hope it's not a big letdown like Scooby-Doo was. When I watched a Scooby cartoon for the first time in years, all I could do was think "I actually liked this at one point?!?" I was quite disappointed.

January 21, 2004

Ok. So there's this Tropicana Orange Juice commercial on televison. It's the one where the little orange hops around, and eventually squeezes his little round orange self into the Tropicana bottle. Do you know what I am talking about?

This commercial is driving me insane. Not because of the commercial itself, mind you, but because I cannot identify the female narrator's voice. It's a woman, and I know she is a well-known actress, but for the life of me I cannot figure it out. It's one of those things where as soon as someone tells me who she is I'll feel really stupid, because I should have know that all along.

This happened to me one other time, when I was watching a documentary on PBS. About 30 minutes into it, I started wondering who the narrator was, because his voice sounded very familiar. So, instead of really paying attention to the documentary, I spent the next 30 minutes trying to figure out who he was. Finally the end of the show came, and I eagerly watched the credits. Turns out, it was Matt Damon.

What was my point again?

January 16, 2004

So I've got a laptop now.... which means increased mobility and maybe even increased ability to post without someone reading over my shoulder.

If anyone even cares, anyways. Does anyone read this thing?

Oh, and I'll be messing around with things here for a while, layout wise. Just FYI :)