cheez its.

i hope i get tired soon because i dont want to be alone and awake after midnight. that shits gay. why'd michael have to pull night shift? guh. he goes in to work in like 2 hours. i bought him something of a care package. some pork rinds, monster, honey bun, i dont remember what else. what screams 'i love you' more than 2400 calories? 


we watched shutter island and little miss sunshine this morning. i saw the latter a while back and it seemed a lot funnier then. i guess when my life was so entirely shitty, semi entertaining indie movies seem like a riot. i'm glad i'm no longer a fag. here's a synopsis of both movies.
shutter island- two marshalls go to an island to find some missing chick, one of them disappears while the other one plays on the cliff. finds chick in a cave; he's been tripping balls throughout the movie. twist ending.
little miss sunshine- road trip in a beat up hippie bus that you need to run-start with average suburban family consisting of a cokehead grandpa, depressed gay steve carell, blind melon's no rain music video bee girl, emo kid with a yellow shirt driving to a beauty pageant.


there ya go. i just saved you at least 3 hours.


there's this camera that AFN always plays their commercial. it's called the canon powershot sd 1400 is. here is a picture of it. 

well, i want it. it's expensive as shit. i don't know why i want it but those damn targeting specialist working with the commercial marketing agencies know me too well. time to change identity.


i would like to say. i had no! idea that owen wilson was in that movie anaconda, even though i've seen it like a dozen time. unperceptive bastard.


okay. peace for now.