Right, so I don't know what that last bit was all about. I was feeling bad about my life, and I had imbibed a little too much whiskey. 'Nuff said.

All in all I have far too few adventures these days, and it's got to stop. There have been a few things recently that have broken up the monotony of life, such as picking up an enourmous television off the curb of some lavish garland resident (only after frightening the holy crap out of him by screeching to the curb and demanding information about it while he was checking his mail), and later finding that our frugality had landed us with a fire hazard. (I SWEAR, it's only some exposed wires.. a little investigating and some electrical tape...). Also, redecorating my kitchen to look like a 50's diner is fun, and really really cheap, if you know where to cut corners.

But I guess that's what life is like. Little moments break up the whole boring grind that is "making a living".

It just seems that there aren't enough days when it's nice outside and you have the day off and nothing to do.

Where's the suggestion box?

Oh yeah, and if you could all do me a favor and go kick an ex-girlfriend for me, that would be great.. Better yet, kick mine. In the face. Boy she's dumb.