chrono01

it was good hanging out with my sis today. Last time she was in town, I had to work a hell of a lot.
She's always cool to hang around, now that we stopped trying to kill each other.

We caught a showing of Pirates of the Carribean. Then watched Boondock Saints (which she has never seen). We both got what we needed. I filled my quota for skeletons, zombies and gunfight movies for the week, and my Sister got her "Cute English and Irish guy" fix. It all works out.

(I still cant find a sticker of the Jolly Roger for my car bumper...plenty of skull and crossbones, but they al have bands-that-I-don't-care-about on them. Super SUCK!)

For some reason my back feels very much like I did about three thousand situps, even though I did nothing of the sort.

Kinda hope I didn't lapse into a "Mr. Hyde" or "Tyler Durden" second personality...maybe I DID do a couple thousand situps and just don't remember.

Feh. Oh well. I'll probably read some, then go to sleep. Nighty night kids.

Song of the Moment:

"Shogun named Marcus" by Clutch

"Bebop-paloowop Awop-sham-boo!
Domo Arigato, if I got to!"