"I am unable to comply"

Last nite I was feeling sad and listening to sad songs (Made-up Dreams, Built to Spill) and staring into space. Alone in my apartment, I become a zombie with ADD. Actually, I took a quiz yesterday that said that I am a Night of the Living Dead Zombie. Liz called me around 10:30 to remind me that she had been at dinner with her family and that's why she didn't answer my numerous calls to her cellphone. Liz is good at raising the dead and she invited me over for bong hits and tv with Perry. This was the best remedy for my craving for the heavenly taste of spicy brains to stop the pain of being dead.

We watched Terminator 3: The Rise of the Machines. Best mindblowing action movie that I have seen in a long time. Everything in this movie is awesome and every five minutes I would remind Liz and Perry of this fact, when I would scream, "That's awesome." Schwarzenegger is awesome. The machines are awesome. Nick Stahl is awesome. Claire Danes is awesome. Explosions are awesome.



Anyways. This movie may have revived my work spirit. Claire Danes makes you want to kick some serious ass when you are at your desk.



When gun control laws are not passed in Congress, Liz said that I can get my uzi.