I'm thinking about burning my copy of Independant Feature Film Production.

J-dawg is depressed. He's such a bitch.
You try to help a brother out and all he does is bitch bitch bitch.
PEANUTS! LIFE IS GOOOOOD.

K, here's a quickie:
Mom took a spill on a moped. Broke a few ribs and her collar bone in three different places and has a hole in her elbow.
But she's OK. They flew her back to San Antonio, and she's doing just fine.
Other than that all's well.
Hope the same can be said for you.

Sunday night I'm drinkin' a whole bottle of the "Big Fucking 'Q'" before bed.
This blows ass.

Now I remember why I started working the afternoon shifts...

So, the boss is being cool and working with my schedule.
I hate my job, but, dammit, sometimes it's cool...ish.

Y'know, I was just thinking that, if you honestly can't find anything good about a past relationship, then you're pretty fucked up. It means that you aren't learning or growing. Take, for instanct, my most recent ex, who introduced me to John Irving, who in turn gave me the following truths ( Read more... )

Well, it's official, Bryan Singer has queered up Superman to the point of me feeling icky just thinking about his surname "Man of Steel".

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"Remember my dear, they only want one thing. Maybe they want it more than once, but it's still only one thing." - Celine's Mother

Well, I found this out on Thurs. And I just haven't been able to get online long enough to mention it since ( Read more... )