Word. What a wonderful word. Word. Watched Sin City again. Such an amazingly good movie. Bruce Willis epitomizes cool. I like all the Die Hards and have the boxed set. Who is the bigger freak of nature? Your choices are the following... Iggy Pop, Keith Richards, or Stephen Tyler. They all look er weird. Five things that alert others to your douchbaggery... 1.) You wear sunglasses indoors, 2.) You are over the age of ten and wear a Speedo, 3.) You shove your opinion down others throats, 4.) You flaunt the fact you are well off, 5.) You not only like Steven Seagal movies, you have a collection going. For that mega douche, all five can be pulled off simultaneously.

Some people deserve a slap shot to the face.

How good are nachos? I know right! Damn good. I left my mitts on the bus today. Someone actually turned them in. I will get them back tomorrow. I didn't even bother inquiring, I thought it would be a waste of time. My Mom, who thankfully is more optimistic than myself, called. Christmas carols already? Gah. I am not one to go looking for a fight. I will however, say my peace. Don't try to walk all over me. I won't allow it. I still detest doing laundry.

I am S L O W L Y getting 3ds Max. It is a bitch. Maybe, Al Snore is onto something, after all. It has been pretty mild weather wise. No snow in sight. A man was in a coma for 23 years. Damn. He apparently heard everything the entire time. All I could think of upon hearing that, was Uma Thurman's character in Kill Bill. Hopefully, nothing like that occurred.

On to happier thoughts. Wheel of Fortune is on now. I enjoy Wheel. I really don't understand why people buy vowels early on in the puzzle. Ninety percent of the time they end up hitting bankrupt or lose your turn shortly there after. Let's see Pat... I'll buy a "Help out the next guy". Oh I mean "Vowel". Right. Anywhore, Wheel of Fortune makes me yell at the TV. I just sneezed seven times. Do you look inside your Kleenex after blowing your nose? I do. It's compulsion. Has to be done. I was driving my cousins car today, it is stick. I stalled at the lights. Green light... Go. Uh, stall. HONK! HONK! Now I am sorta amused and pissed at the same time. Odd combo, yes. Amused because honking at someone isn't really calming them in order to execute the whole step on the clutch, ease up and step on the gas maneuvering required in order to get through the light before it changes back to red. Pissed because there could be any number of reasons why I have not gone flying through the intersection. I mean hello it is green. I obviously do have some reason for still sitting here. Now shut the fuck up, and lay off your god damn horn. Thank you, kindly. I guess that wasn't so happy. I blame Fuck.

Whoever invented cupcakes totally has my admiration. I mean it is a cake for one. Yes. Cupcake sales pwn. It has snowed sparingly, not one flake on the ground. I am jonesing to go boarding. How do you know Smurfette is the only smurf to recycle? Cuz she is the one with the blue box...

Oh hell, Survivor has been entertaining this time around. Love him or hate him, Russell does make people tune in. Three immunity idols. Three. Lawlipop at the look on Laura's face at Tribal. I admit I have liked Shambo up to this point. However, when she openly laughed out loud, when Laura's chances at winning immunity were quelled, I admit to cringing. I hate poor sportsmanship. Hate it. Not to mention everybody voted out, subsequently has a seat on the jury. Use your head. At least wait till you're alone to laugh it up. That mac and cheese on the reward challenge looked damn goood. Yes I know I added to many O's, it was done on purpose. Goood! Procrastination is no friend of mine. My sleep is so outta whack. I heart granny apples.