I finally finished watching The Sopranos Fifth Season, which was just great. So now I'm pretty much caught up with the exception of the current season, which isn't on DVD yet. I tried to get a friend of mine to download them on the double top secret black-market underground P2P network, but they're HUGE files and he was having trouble getting them so I figure I'll just wait until they're officially released. For my money that's the best TV series EVAR. Better than Three's Company, better than Seinfeld, better than Alf. I've even gone so far as to visit fan-sites that discus all the little nuances of the show, which are many, as it turns out.
In fact I grabbed some older shows from season two at the library last night so I can, like a lame fanboy loser, go back and watch them again. The cute library lady was telling me "You've got some catching up to do on these" and I had to confess to her that I'm re-watching them. She was nice about it, saying "yeah, there isn't much to watch on TV during the summer," but I know she was really thinking that I must be some kinda freak boy.
That's the reason why you can never date anyone who works at the local library. They know more about you than your mom ever will. All they have to do is take a quick look at your history to see that you checked out books like "Premature Ejaculator's Anonymous" and "Identifying Penis Fungus" and "How to stop being a shallow materialistic man in 10 easy steps" and stuff like that and you're done for.
Of course I've never checked those books out, I'm just tossing them out there as examples of how the arrangement might be problematic for some of you, the unwashed masses.
Speaking of problems, I pulled a muscle in my ribcage this morning at the gym. It's right in the area at the bottom of the rib-cage on my left side. Those are a real bitch cause it takes forever for them to heal and they don't hurt at all unless you make a twisting motion then you get this stabbing pain like you're being knifed by an illegal alien who is taking your wallet even though he's going to get social security. Yeow. In fact it was a bad morning at the gym all the way around because the battery in my little mp3 player died about 10 minutes into the workout and how can you workout without LOUD MUSIC being piped directly into your head? Alas I had to make do with just CNN (that stupid Anderson Cooper show) to drown out the pain. But hey, I'm nothing if not a good soldier so I finished up despite all the obstacles put in my path.
I got a bitchin price ($266 round trip!!) so I booked my flight to Vegas in November, so I'm all set to go. Well, I need to save up some dough for gambling and hookers and crack and shows and crap like that, but at least my flight and room are all booked. I plan on putting HST to shame. Fear and Loathing indeed.
Right, well, that's it. That's all I've got.
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