Up Yours!

I've got a very exciting, not really so exciting, evening ahead of me. Once I leave this place, anything is exciting. Like clockwork, I leave the office and forget to tell the people here that so and so driver won't be available during this time, but I figure nothing's going to happen. I get back and there are two jobs during that time and no drivers for them.

Anyway, tonight I get off and I go to pick Jeanne up from work. I've got Bill Hoover's Baby Don't Be Messing With Those Arabs in My Head in the tape deck to make the ride a whole lot better. Then, we've got this for tonight, via our Netflix order: Crash, Outbreak, and some other documentary.

Have you ever been in a situation where you have no idea what you want to do? I'm about 19 pages till the end of my book and I was looking at the shelf last night and deciding what I want to read next. It's impossible. I look at one and I'm all, "Yeah. This is the next one. But look at that one. I've been wanting to read this one." And it just goes on and on and it's crazy. It's the same way to me with films and book. The High Fidelity categories. Argh! I want to rip my face
off sometimes.

I just put a whole bunch of new things on my Netflix queue. All TV shows. All "Simpsons" and "King of the Hill."

I need to get out of here soon.

I'm hungry.

I have no cash until Monday. I've got food at home, but

I just don't have money for anything else. Tomorrow I'll actually have a somewhat normal type of day.

On the way to drop Jeanne off at work, I drive by the "Nakatomi Plaza" from Die Hard. It's not called that. I think it's called the Fox Plaza. It's on Olympic & Avenue of the Stars.