I'm going to go lie down over there now, in the dark.

I've been sick for the last few days and haven't done anything more strenous than getting up from bed in order to go to the couch and vice versa. It's a lot more boring than you'd think. Rather than writhing around in bed or on the couch I have finally broken down and am here. Listening to sad music and staring at the cursor. Good times.

Earlier today I found a DVD case proclaiming to contain the Lethal Weapon series. I thought, sweet! Upon opening the DVD case I didn't find any Lethal Weapons at all, but there was 2 DVDRs in the place of the LW discs. I popped one in the player only to find that it was a bootleg copy of Righteous Kill. The second disc was an even lower quality bootleg of Death Race 2008. If the bootleg was okay I totally would have watched Death Race, EXPLOSIONS! Etc. Damnit, I was really looking forward to to seeing Lethal Weapon for some reason.

I found a new song to weep to at night:


I did manage to drag myself to walgreens earlier to buy cold medicine and tissues. It was horrible. On the way there a real fat lady asked me if I spoke english. Normally this would be a signal for me to feign that I in fact do not speak english, but I said, "Yes, I speak english." Then she asked if I had some money to spare because she was trying to get food. Here's my rule: if you look worse off than me then maybe I'll give you some cash. If you ask me for food, I will buy you food. But not you lady. In fact you could look like you could stand to miss a meal or 15. But I'm nice so I just said no.

Today I watched some tv. I watched some of The Big Bang Theory today. It has a catchy theme song but that's the only good thing about it. I also watched some of the Vampire Diaries. It was also terrible, but if I had to choose one show between the two I'd choose VD. Maybe I'd just choose vd. What was I even expecting from the Vampire Diaries? Dear diary, Woke up today feeling terrible. I am so hungover that the light hurts. Have you ever been that hungover? Well, I guess not seeing as your an inanimate object and so you don't have feelings, so you don't have any sorrow to drown in booze. Ha ha I'm just kidding. Anyway I had so much beer, all the beers. I vaguely remember making out with some chick. Ok. I'm going to go lie down over there now, in the dark. Dear diary, I slept all day long. Literally. I woke up and it's monday. Feeling like death. Called off from work. The boss tried guilt tripping me but fuck that. I felt like I puked out my guts earlier. I must have hit a shady 24 taco place or something. That girl totally bit me, hard. I can't say I remember much about her, wish I did. She had an accent. Dear Diary, this must be some crazy flu or something. Called off work again. Thirsty. Diary. I am hallucinating? I can't see myself in the mirrors. This is going to make it a bitch to shave, ha ha. Sleep now. Etc. But that would be cool. Instead of... whatever was going in that show. Or what about the Umpire Diaries? That would be cool. A documentary about umps. You'd think I'd be playing more video games.

I am reading the most interesting book about rats.

This video was the 2nd funniest thing I saw all day. The first was Superbad.