5 Days, 5 Nights
Mood:  accident prone
Now Playing: Journey's "Don't Stop Believing"

life is getting really, really exciting. in just 5 short days, i'll be a married man. that's just 5 more nights of running around my apartment naked, shakin' my groove thing all by myself. in just 120 hours, i won't be ALONE! now there's a visual you don't need. Quincy Jones' "Sanford & Son Theme" blasting over the stereo as me and my lady shake the wagons were draggin'. nice.

okay, so you want to talk about strange? check out the picture that follows this paragraph. this chick used to be a camper of mine. remember when i worked at a summer camp for four summers? no? well, i did. Cohutta Springs Camp. this chick (who shall remain nameless for the time being, to protect the innocent) was a camper there for three of those summers and was in my drama class. and now she's an up and coming model. freaky. i feel so old. old and bald. and fat. but that's okay 'cos i got my lady by my side and she loves old, fat and bald men. and Johnny Depp (which doesn't really help my case, it's just another fact).

i'll call you later. i'm off to the OG.

(in the meantime, if you're looking for something to do, go download the teaser trailers to X3, Mission: Impossible 3, and Miami Vice -- they all look AMAZING)