Rar, arg, blarg!

Went to the gym last night. Definately feeling it today. Wow. So tired.

Starting to realize that, yes, there was a reason that I limited myself in the number of games I was in. Talking to Brian over e-mail I'm starting to piece together why exactly that was. It makes me wonder if what I'm finding here can apply over other parts of my life and I think it can. It's kind of interesting. Maybe I'll share if I can pin it down towards words a little more. Something about over exposure, spreading myself too thin and quality of time.

It's sunny today. Check that out. It's another lovely day. Man.

I wish it would be like this Saturday. If it is... well. Hmmmmmm.

No context for you.

"Holy crap, I'm Boba Fett!"

Read it, you punks!

"You see," Green Lantern explained, "this is the new post Crisis, Frank Miller inspired, scary as hell bad ass psycho Batman. Couldn't detect who farted while trapped in an elevator with the Kingpin eating bean dip and four skeletons."

"BUT," Green Arrow added, "leave him off panel for five minutes, maybe throw in a few gruesome sound effects..."

From down the hall: THUD! "BY RAO, NOOOO!" KRUNCH! "Help us help us HELP US -" WHAM! "AUUUUUUUuuuugggghhhh...."

"...and then, bingo," Green Arrow finished, "You walk in the room and find, like, Galactus, beaten unconscious and hanging from the rafters in handcuffs."

I'm reposting this because it is really funny and... well... FUNNY!

And something else.... I'm awake now!

That was nice..

.. if a bit short. Went to go see Nelly Furtado. She stopped by and sang three songs and was generally cute and perky.

It was a nice interlude in my otherwise slow day.

As our Heroine yet again discovers...

... that there are times when you are better off just not saying anything.

Definately nice that I have that auto edit feature.