Bloody Hell, Where Have You Been??

Well, just finishing breakfast.

Oh it's been a while my gentle snowflakes, but have fear...
...I am still fat.
Or 150.5 pounds skinny as I like to call it. I think the skinny jeans are working. I still look like I'm perpetually carrying twins, but dammit my legs look FanTASTic!

Much has happened since I shouted at you last. All of it true. All of it not really worth mentioning.

I have watched Firefly in its entirety and cannot believe that a)I was so stubborn to not have watched it sooner and b) that the powers that [pretend to] be canceled it. It was the best show written since the Cosby Show. Yes I said it, and I want you to think about it.
THINK ABOUT IT.

Christoph Waltz rang the bell, and like Pavolov's drooling dog, I came running to eat out of his hand. He's probably the best thing about "The Green Hornet" movie. Actually, he's the best. thing.

Glee still eludes me.
Bieber eludes me. As he damn well should. Just keep on walking.

My "job" is still just that. A reason to get out of be in the morning. Although I have cats now, so they let me know that there's a reason to get up. If cats could point...
...then they would, I guess.

Does Sara Larson still work at Montana's?

The phrase "eat a dick" makes me laugh. I think that if you've never seen one, it's even funnier. What does a bucket of limp dicks look like? Little tuber thingies?

Things to cut out of my vocabularly: "Absolutely." "Shit balls" or the variation, "Shit balls in hell." "Punch in the face" or the variation "Punch up the bracket." "Dude."

I think that's good for now. Kept you up to date on all the high points of my lowlife.