Trent, the beautiful babies don't work the midnight to six shift on a Wednesday. This is like the skank shift.

So despite a fairly shitty work day, I'm still in a pretty good mood. Guess I just don't care. And remember (thanks, mom!):



Also, this helped...quite possibly the world's stupidest cat...is it wrong that I laugh? (thanks, Cute Overload!):



Anyhoo. I have really been craving Swingers lately. (As you can perhaps tell from the subject line.) I think my mom and I initially had the exact same reaction--the first time we watched it, (completely serparate from each other), we shut it off within 15 minutes. I mean, it's obnoxious. (Maybe it's easy to mistake the asshole nature of Vince Vaughn's character for the attitude of the film itself? Who knows.) But somehow we gave it another chance and boy did it turn itself around.



The other day brought multiple Ron Livingston references and I decided it was a sign for a re-watch. First, a Berger episode of Sex and the City was on the TV in the break room...god, he really plays a douchey loser on that show...and then, while I was trying to study at The Flying Saucer ("study" is kind of a strong word, but I was actually quite into my stuff), while trying to deter three guys from chatting me up, I replied to one of their questions of,"What do you do?" with "Nothing. I do nothing." Only one of them got it and even then I had to spell it out.

So I think that may be getting a view tonight if I get my chores done!

Um, btw, if you google "Swingers" for an image on google, you might want to specify, like, "Swingers movie," or include the actors, year, whathaveyou. Just sayin'. Word to the wise...

And before I forget, Skyler's Dad had a great post the other day called If The Candidates Were Trains. Great shit.

Completely unrelated to anything, I have been harboring a profound desire for the symphony for EVAH and by god, I'm finally gonna go. And yes, I'm making D go. Classical music is not his thing, but he has never seen it live. I'm hoping the atmosphere, the music, the...you know, mood and ambiance will all be enough magic to make him like it. (It's ok if he doesn't.) But by god, I haven't been in one fuck of a long time. (Quite possibly due to the hideous expense. Did you know you can sit BEHIND the stage? Sadcakes. I refuse to settle for that.) But that's what I have going on this Friday night, woot!