Mike and I went to see this movie tonight. I love Science fiction, and this movie seemed like it had a really good idea going on. Its 2027 and all women have become infertile. But there is a miraculous pregnancy…and all this crazy shit happens. It was just too much. Gory, depressing, and not at all what I expected. Are there no happy movies?
I always get the words subscription and prescription mixed up. Today I told Mike that his GQ prescription had expired.
I’m trying to read up on how to enhance my blog. Like I want a picture gallery and other cool stuff. I’ll get there. I have a prescription (hehe) to Safari Books online. It’s great. Like 15 bucks a month to read 10 books at a time. I love it. I’m learning all sorts of fun stuff. Well, what I might think of as fun…might be a little different than other people’s fun.
I have had this damn song stuck in my head for the past two days. Patrick Swayze…yuck.
I’ve also been having strange dreams about working at Food Town as a bagger. I don’t think Food Town exists anymore. Last night I got fed up and quit. It was all dramatic 
