So last night I decided I needed a bit of a break from unpacking. Again-how do I own this much crap? Although it was awesome to find my Mr. T bobblehead...makes me grin.
In the meantime, I wanted to watch something on the newest electronic addition to my stable, the big ol' 55-inch TV. 'Wall Street:Money Never Sleeps' was on, and since I'm such a huge Gordon Gekko fan, what the hell. Here's what the hell. 5, yes 5, Emergency Alert System interruptions in an hour, for a place that is well over 30 miles anywhere near me. Couldn't watch the MLB All-Star game, either. FYI-the 1st hour of that movie listed above was the setup, and it sucked. Shia LeBouf's costar should have been cast with a ridiculous rack or something, it was awful. Every actor that I saw looked like they ate a block of cheese the night before and were looking for a glass of Metamucil. Pensive, to say the least.
The Mad Canadian I work with was all fired up at 7:34 this morning. I was trying to choke down my cup of coffee (fine, it's like 4 cups, whatever) to tell him I was irritated, but in truth I was ticked last night. I miss DirecTV already. Fine, there's one drawback to my new apt.
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