You are YOU CAN'T DO THAT ON TELEVISION.
Sometimes, you wonder why you couldn't just be
Canadian. Some people say you are weird. You
have an interesting sense of humor and a
meaningless life. But, you're nearly Canadian,
so did you expect better?


Which old school Nickelodeon show are you?
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more international espionage should center around reels of microfilm. you don't hear enough anymore about government secrets, etc. being recorded on microfilm and stolen and/or smuggled.

annoyance at work last night: departmental meeting in everyone got chewed a new asshole in a very judge-judy-like fashion. when I think of the field day an industrial psychologist could have at my office. treating employees as people is not a new and revolutionary concept.

dammit, pitt, respond to my e-mail! I'm gonna have to call those bitches up. my future hangs in the balance here.

question for the masses: cutting a totino's crisp crust party pizza. four slices or six?

weight: a bit too much, probably
cigarettes: 4
alcohol units: 1--currently in progress
(am currently reading/enamored by bridget jones: the edge of reason, heh)

good weekend. afternoon at concord mills more than enough to make the cheesecake debacle a thing of the past (bangs no longer being subjected to molding wax). spent only a sensible couple hundred and got several great things. then to the movies in charlotte. I will get around to doing a review of it, but for now let me say GO SEE THE DREAMERS!

visit with 'rents good on sunday. take note: villarosa now sells their marinara sauce by the jar. mmm.

party in 4109 this saturday! here's hoping that guests are plentiful and (relatively) well behaved.

have been filming and writing a lot lately. some decent ideas; no great footage. at least not yet.

off to gobble candy and watch telly.