Sitting here, relaxing, watching Alias, crying like a baby. I normally don’t cry at movies, much less TV shows, but I just watched the computer geek save Jennifer Garner by digging up the grave in which she was buried alive while her father watched on the overhead satellite thermal imaging feed.
I need to get out more. Actually, on second thought, “out” hasn’t been too good to me the last five nights in a row. I ended up somewhere in Kansas City/Lenexa on Friday night after Bleu, found myself at Goob’s Guzzler in Frankfort Saturday night, hit Lawrence and Topeka on Sunday night, went out with Burgess on Monday, ran into Bryn and Dawn in Fat’s last night at about 1:30pm after going out “for a few” with Rice at 9:00pm — it’s been a long time since I enjoyed a night off as much as I am right now.
3 minutes later…
Laughing my ass off. After the CPR that every computer geek knows, she woke up and said “thanks”. You have to see it, I guess.
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