Mmm, kidnappy.

Becky's going to be here for the purpose of kidnapping me in approximately an hour, hour and a half. We're gonna go feed fish at Knott's Berry Farm (like Disneyland, only not) and then heckle surfers at the beach, just like we have twice before, only this time she's driving. No more bus for us! Whee! And it'll be fun. I'm looking forward to it. Even though I'm simultaneously wishing I could stay home for some reason.

And I just made my very first friends-only post. So, uh... yeah. Be proud of me, or something. I don't care.

so, yeah

Becky and I were supposed to have lots of fun today, but I had to go and get to feeling sick and have to come home. I suck.

Ah, well. We had a bit of fun before that, anyway. And bonus, after the nap I just took, I'm feeling quite a bit better! *dances and falls out a window*

Mmm, ruminatey

Sometimes when my wife sees a large-breasted woman, she'll say, "Those aren't real." My response: "Neither was the Death Star, but it still looked really cool." (Steve Clemetson)

I realize that I'm probably siding with the wrong team here, but darnit, that one's just funny.