As you may or may not know, I have been on a super-secret mission for some time now. This mission may or may not have included work, work, beer, work, Sarah Silverman, work, beer, the Superbowl, work, work, work, more beer, and sleeping(?), while not having internet to update everyone.
But now I have internet! (Kind of.) Which means I can blog!
All of the fish I had the last time I actually updated have died. On Christmas Eve. I know. But now we have two new fish, a black moor and a gorgeous (for a fish) redcap oranda (both fancy goldfish types) named Hamlet and Victor, respectively. (The orandas have a bubble-head, and in Harry Potter book 4, Victor Krum performs a bubble-head charm. >__> Yeah.)
I’m currently training to be an Assistant Manager at the sandwich shop that shall not be named, so I’ve been working a lot, with the added benefit of free food! Which means that I’ve been eating a lot of sandwiches, lately.
Last night the missus and I watched a movie in which the lovely Amber Benson was a star. Unfortunately, it was quite possibly the worst movie ever made. Ever. I won’t even tell you what it was called, lest you become curious enough to subject yourself to the horror of that film. I tell you this because it is becoming clear to me that picking movies based on who is in them may not be the best method for finding decent movies, because a lot of my favorite actors are in reeeeeeally shitty movies. (*cough*TarynManning*cough*)
But the missus is home now, so we’re going to settle in. Later babes.