Are you fucking kidding me?

(A local radio host discussing this week's movies this morning with the station's movie reviewer.)

Host: So, what's on the agenda for next week?
Reviewer: Oh, next week is Harry Potter.
Host: (fakes shocked melodramatic gasp) Oh, no! Will Harry Potter DIE?
Reviewer: (pause of 'what rock are you buried under?!') ... well, not in the movie.

In other news of the idiotic, work drama continues to be as lame and moronic as always. Now featuring a faked MySpace page and the cops! I ... really don't know what the hell is wrong with people sometimes, and then I do, and then I want to drink heavily and punch people in the face.

On the way to work last night I saw a guy driving a truck with a bumper sticker that said, "Gravity is also a theory." I was about two seconds away from waving him over and asking him where he got the damn thing. Heh. :)

Yeah, I have nothing intelligent to say this morning. *shrugs*

This is a Monday.

So this is a kitten. :)

If anybody wants me I'll be over here melting into a puddle.

Last night before I left for work I put on some stupid Lifetime movie while I was getting dressed. It was probably a bad move since it had me irritated for the rest of the night.

( Make up your fucking mind, planet. (Cut for longwindedness, sensitive subjects of the feminine persuasion, mentions of non-consensual sex, and just general bitchiness.) )