The evil clown generator. Welcome to my nightmare.

Happy Thanksgiving Turkeys!!

I'm off to eat twice my weight in food and try to drink my boyfriend's family under the table. Good times. And tomorrow, I get to do the same thing all over again here at my parents' house. Good time.

Road House - The Play. I wonder what the chances of this coming to Rochester is?

Here's my problem. I am supposed to leave to meet my boyfriend in 5 minutes. But I turned the tv on and the Karate Kid just started. I can't turn it off. I hope he understands when I show up 2 hours late...

Just in case you ever wondered what the back of my head looks like after I spend a lot of time and effort on my hair for an outside wedding...

We went and saw Mystic River this weekend. It was pretty good, but I'm not trying to do a movie review here. Before we went to the movies, I watched some Footloose on tv. So, everytime Kevin Bacon showed up in a Mystic River scene, I expected him to break out into some huge dance cheorgraphed to Never by Moving Pictures. It sort of ruined the mood of Mystic River.

And that mole/tattoo thing on Sean Penn's neck, wtf was that? I couldn't keep my eyes off it.

You know what sucks? This site design. What the hell was I thinking? I think it needs to change. And I think I should work on it RIGHT NOW, instead of the mountain of stuff that needs to be done for my paying job. Yes. That sounds like a good plan.

Somedays I really really hate my shit job. But oddly enough, there's not enough hate there to make me want to find something else. I guess I'm lazy and unmotived. Because as much as I dislike some stuff, there's enough stuff that I do like that keeps it all balanced. Plus, who wants to read, "Man, I had the best day at work, my job is totally the best!"

Man, this working on Sunday shit is really lame. I've been here for about 2 hours and have done nothing productive. Damn this internet connection. Damn it all to hell!

The only thing that is cool, is that there is no one else here, so I can sit around in my office in my underwear, listening to the hair metal station on Spinner.