So, I ran out of soda today….
That was bad, y’know? Because…running out of soda is the baddest of all bad things in the world. Worse than nuclear war and everything.
A trip to Sam’s Club happened. Before Sam’s Club, there was WalMart, where there were fans and hose quick-connects, and many other things that I needed. Or, possibly, wanted. So I got those. And then I got soda.
And then we went to see the third XMen movie. It was not as cool as Silent Hill, but there was much death. And sequel-setup endings. And stuff.
Much setting-up and putting-together of stuff later, I finally get back to my computer, where I find this waiting for me:
[10:32:36] dvswraith: I know you hate IMs, but the pic on your profile has become a horrible internet advertisement, that I’m sure you had little to do with.
…smart would’ve been, say, including a link to this ‘horrible internet advertisment’.
Assuming it actually exists.
I think maybe I must go enjoy my new MST3K box set now. Volume 9 got here in the mail today. Or maybe I’ll watch Profiler. Or some other movie I happen to have here.
Huh, the Dreaded Ex strikes again. Must have gotten bored after running out of meth and too many repeats on the History Channel.