I left the room for three minutes with my laptop running and Diego running about the room. Big mistake. When I came back, my computer was asking if it was okay to move a file on my desktop to the recycle bin. That dick was trying to delete things from my computer while I was gone.

( A little back story first: )

There's an area around these parts just south down 71/75 into Kentucky called Sugartit that the weatherman is refusing to say. He just points and uses the expression, "...right here around where my fingers are." I'd figure that since he's reporting on a tornado warning that he'd actually say the name of the area as to be as clear as possible to the ( Read more... )

There are a few things that make me genuinely and especially happy ( Read more... )

I never really liked Natalie Portman, adult Natalie Natalie Portman. I hated Garden State because of her, and I thought she was awful in Star Wars. I loved her in The Professional, and she finally grew on me in V For Vendetta. Now I think she's funny:

One bottle of whiskey down, one more to go. That's all I'm sayin'.

Also, nicotine patches are nothing compared to cigarettes. This is day three, and it's killing me.

Hey, don't look below if you get queezy about needles or blood.

( Fun with medical supplies: )

You know, just because a person is having their down days doesn't mean that they're going to kill them self in your house. Don't patronize me.

Me and the rest of the world are in agreement right now. I'm a needle in a pin stack on this one.

"If you don't like the weather in Cincinnati, wait ten minutes."

- Mark Twain