i should be doing my writing homework right now, but instead i’m putting together a post. and watching the third season of arrested development. i got my math homework done yesterday, but it wasn’t that hard and i don’t even have to turn it in.

we went to see little miss sunshine today. it was excellent. very heartwarming. steve carell works his magic in a different way.

lady friend is telling me that i have to do my homework. i better listen or i’ll be in trouble.

if you don’t see this movie, i will inject you with venom and sam jackson will pee on your face.

almost done with the first season of lost. it pulls you in and you can’t get away from it. when we’re not watching it, i read about it online, trying to avoid the spoilers.

many people think the show has some sort of hidden twist… the survivors are dead and the island is heaven. someone is dreaming all of it. alien abduction. ghosts. i don’t think there is anything special going on. maybe some supernatural elements live on the island.

i like the fact that all the characters were lost before the plane crashed. being away from civilization was the only chance they had to move forward.

my hope is that the show will go on forever and they will never be rescued. it would be cool to see what it’s like in 5-10 years.

i never thought i would see the day. the food industry is bulletproof, right? people always need to eat. get yer grub on.

i was looking for the hell’s pizza zip code on their web site and no matter how i searched, i couldn’t find the store i used to work at. i was like, “what the f?” did the fat man finally blow it to smithereens? did he tell someone he could get them dynamite and then actually do it? actually? i would believe it.

i decided to ask stemshul about it on the online, but his super cool wife was on instead and she told me to check out the jew’s blog.

so it’s true then. hell has actually frozen over and there will be no more pizzas delivered.

fudgem.

why can’t they just fix her and let her go? they say this, they say that. the days just keep going by and still no results. no closure. just a whole lot of maybes.

i want her back, damn it! i’m not in the sharing mood. you rat fink hospital.

i’m really trying to be strong right now, but i’m aching inside. my time is divided between my job and being with my girl at the hospital. every day.

when this is all over, i’ll probably look back and laugh. but until that day comes, i’m going to be angry and tired.