Waiting till midnight...
It's about 45 minutes till midnight, and I'm sitting here watching an episode of The Pretender but it just recently (as in the last 3 minutes) occured to me that I haven't been paying attention at all for the last 10-15 minute or so, so DAMN...going to have to re-watch this episode. That's the thing that sucks about complex plots and such...can't really miss too much time in them. I'm contemplating turning it off completely, and watching Road to Rhode Island (and now for something completely different...) instead.
I'm sure you all wanted to know my thought progression on this. Heh.
(Should borrow Freakin' Sweet Collection from Schoofs - along with The Sound of Music - because the season two discs don't have Brian & Stewie commentary. Damn.)
Anywho..
Perhaps this continual state of melting is doing something for my weight, as I've taken to walking to and from Rodman via Thorne Street, because it's not quite to the "take off your sandals and walk in the grass" weather yet.
Ah! Walking in the grass with no shoes, so much fun. Like when we were trying to establish an alibi, because if you take the air out of a person's tires, they're going to know exactly when the air was removed, and henceforth if they see you at said time, then they'll know you didn't do it...um. Well, it made sense at the time. *snickers*
Anyway, almost time to hit the bars! Yay!
- posted by L. @ 11:12 PM