I've passed the point where I have those late-for-the-exam dreams. Last night my anxiety materialized as: eating Chicken Nuggets and being called a "hypocrite vegetarian," and then fighting Martians (yes, in the dream, although they looked human, they were explicitly referred to as Martians) alongside Joey Tribbiani, who by the way totally dug my weapon of choice, a steel chair. Although this probably means that I need to cut back on the trash TV, I'd like to note that me and Joey kicked some MAJOR ASS.
Could someone please go see The Order and tell me if it sucks like history says it should? Thanks ever so.
Also, sometimes I'm dumb. I've had this weblog dealie for a year now, and only just noticed that Moveable Type includes a notify list function. If you'd like to get an e-mail every time I update this thing, just drop me a line with the subject heading "glutton for punishment."
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