What in the world is THAT?
Jarhead's raison d'etre, as far as I'm concerned.
But did you send emails trying to schedule stuff three weeks from now?
Well, no. But I would have replied to anything out there. I feel way too less than well to initiate things at this late hour.
And I do have this nagging feeling that there's something I did today that I haven't documented properly, or I haven't communicated.
TiVo thought I'd like Predator, so I'm watching it now. It has Arnold Schwarzenegger and Jesse Ventura. Who the fuck knew, eh? TiVo also thought I'd like Bent, and I've been meaning to watch that forever (even though my mother has decribed the plot to me in great detail so I could track down the title for her). And then it grabbed Uncle Buck. Who the hell does it think I am?