guys, stop screaming...

Ah yes, real_pants. I do recall. I thought the movie was ok, albeit WAY TOO LONG and without nearly enough Gael García Bernal. And any movie that is so long it makes me envious of characters on screen peeing in some Moroccan family’s rice pan while having a Kodak moment is not going to be at the top of my list. No. Movies at the top of my list need Christian Bale or dinosaurs. Do you hear that Screen Actors Guild?!

So let’s take a moment to discuss the fact that real_pants and I are both still at WORK. it is FRIDAY at 6:11pm and we’re both here! it’s not just. in a just world, we would be out of work. I bet its times like this that real_pants wishes she were a real Jew and got to leave work at 3 on Fridays.

Gee I love work. Look at what my boss told me and my buddy today: “guys, stop with the screaming, if you need me to address something, please let me know.” should I be proud that I had to be told to stop screaming at work? I guess that they should have seen this coming when I kept getting noted on my report card like “socializes too much in class” or “won’t stop stealing everyone else’s pudding”. Actually no. That second part is why we shouldn’t be surprised I weighed 150 lbs in 5th grade…

On that note, more popcorn and booze for me tonight! Hazaa!