Not Getting There (Or Bust)
Readership,
Watched Forgetting Sarah Marshall again last night...reeeeeally good flick, and I do recall reading a review when it came out that it was good, but definitely NOT a date movie. Yeh. I can totally agree with that.
Still no Mila Kunis (MILAAAAAAAA!!!), but I'm not a 6'4" dude with booming baritone voice either (though I shouldn't be faulted for not trying). Instead, it was one of those days that was stressful enough to cause you to make a cocktail when you got home and after another one or so you realized it was only 5 in the afternoon. I really don't like days like those.
Turns out due to work scheduling be all wonkier than normal this week...AND next week...my dear friends from ATL will not be making a trip up yonder, thus I shall not see them for the rest of the year (barring I don't decide to drive down to the ATL, but I'm not good friends with that city at the moment - sorry OutKast, Goodie Mob).
Moved a dresser back into the house between bouts of rain earlier today. Yay...a place to put laundry is once again available to me instead of sorting through random boxes that sit around the den (oh, total "dude" move, I'm aware).
It's kinda shit when the highlight of your day is fantasy hockey, isn't it?
Cheers.
Watched Forgetting Sarah Marshall again last night...reeeeeally good flick, and I do recall reading a review when it came out that it was good, but definitely NOT a date movie. Yeh. I can totally agree with that.
Still no Mila Kunis (MILAAAAAAAA!!!), but I'm not a 6'4" dude with booming baritone voice either (though I shouldn't be faulted for not trying). Instead, it was one of those days that was stressful enough to cause you to make a cocktail when you got home and after another one or so you realized it was only 5 in the afternoon. I really don't like days like those.
Turns out due to work scheduling be all wonkier than normal this week...AND next week...my dear friends from ATL will not be making a trip up yonder, thus I shall not see them for the rest of the year (barring I don't decide to drive down to the ATL, but I'm not good friends with that city at the moment - sorry OutKast, Goodie Mob).
Moved a dresser back into the house between bouts of rain earlier today. Yay...a place to put laundry is once again available to me instead of sorting through random boxes that sit around the den (oh, total "dude" move, I'm aware).
It's kinda shit when the highlight of your day is fantasy hockey, isn't it?
Cheers.