"it was liking sitting in the snowy woods, having a nice morning poo, and talking with god at the same time..."

so, yeah. i'm twenty eight now. i know this is corny to say, but time really does fly by. next year will be my ten year reunion, which, godwilling, i won't be going to because i'll be were i belong, up north.

i truly live for the weekends as of late. broke as sin, but happy. though that six hundred bucks ol' bush is sending will help.

did have enough to get a few groceries and my comics for the week. good stuff this week. although, i'm pretty pissed off at kirkman for killing off an essential character in, "the walking dead." not pissed off on the level of, "annie," from king's, "misery," but pissed off nonetheless.

i got my hands on advance dvd copies of, "run fatboy run," and, "cloverfield." both great films.

also nabbed, "transformers," "hellraiser: bloodline," and, "shallow hal."

started playing, "gears of war," again on hardcore which... is pretty hardcore as it turns out. friendly fire is consistent it seems.

i've been eating nothing but homemade cheeseburgers for the past two days and it's probably not the healthiest thing to eat... but it's AWESOME!

i have to leave the computer now, because my loving dog just beefed on my leg, and the room smells what i envision a field of corpses to smell like.

also, "apocalypto," was actually a good movie. seacrest out.