After I get off work, it’s a lay in bed and watch Death Note kind of day.
So, after having a bunch of friends tell me to watch Death Note (given it’s story is right up my alley, all of my favorite things), even though I’m not much of a fan of anime, I’ve just downloaded all 37 episodes.
I’m actually pretty excited about it, too…
Rise Against is touring with Hot Water Music and The Gaslight Anthem...
Why is it that every time an awesome tour comes, with an amazing lineup, it has to be on the west coast? I’m moving to California. I mean, fuck. Looks like we’re going to be taking another Gaslight road trip! I CANNOT miss this show… it’s way too good.
So apparently I got a letter in the mail saying I have a ticket that I never paid from April of 2010… which makes zero sense to me, because I have only been pulled over twice in my entire life, in 2008, then in 2009 when my passenger didn’t have his seatbelt on. And in 2008, he let me go with a warning… SO WHAT THE FUCK? I am so annoyed and confused…
so, Joe accidentally locked us out of my bedroom. my father, Joe, and I have been trying to break in for 45 minutes, to no avail. my lock has a twist lock on the inside, but on this side it’s a key lock. we don’t have the key that goes into the lock, so I’m basically fucked. we’ve tried everything, and nothing is working.
ANY TIPS? besides the obvious of breaking my door down… and FYI, my father is not the type of man that would ask for directions, or call a locksmith. he’ll figure it out eventually, but I’m sick of waiting around.
My mother (in front of my father) just casually tried to explain to me that 50 Shades of Grey doesn’t do anything for her because she and my father have already done it all before, except S&M… my father and I, needless to say, vomited profusely immediately following this conversation. That’s all she managed to get out before we both forced her to shut up.
I feel awkward now.
Fuck you, Innkeepers, now I’m utterly horrified.
Thank you, High Fidelity, you’re always there when I need you
