This is all I got today – American Dad. I’m tired as hell, so there’s not much else to say. So…um…have fun!

NINJA EDIT: FUCK! I had this big bit to fill out this post with, but I lost it when I published because my internet crapped out on me. Damn your oily hide, DSL. Rest assured that it was the greatest post mankind has never known. Sadly, I cannot share it with you, but I’ll give you a brief point-form outline of how it when. Fill it in with your imagination. Remember…BEST POST EVAR.

– Picked up Office Space. Along with Bad Boys 2, Dirty Work, and Old School, my collection is slowly inching to completion. Soon to follow…Kindergarten Cop, Raul Juila’s last performance, Anchorman, and of course Van Hellsing – when it’s brilliance eventually fades from public perception and swings its way into the bargain bin. So…next week?

– Minor phone blunder left me unable to weasel out of dinner with two highschool friends – Shing and Steve. But I always liked Shing, so it wasn’t that bad. How could I not, with a name like that? Every time I called his name in school, I pretended like I would whip out a sword. “Yo hey SHIIING! what’s up man?”

– Too much driving. Aside from passing that chunky fries truck like six times over going back and forth from Ajax, there was also a great deal on Sunday. All the way up to Elgin Mills to pick up SHIIING! and all the way to Midland and Finch for dinner…but somehow I overshot it and ended up at Kingston and Eglinton. I still have no idea what happened.

– Home Alone: Day Four. In just one long weekend, I think I’ve completely changed my sleep schedule such that I’m technically considered nocturnal. I woke up at like two today. But that solved the issue of breakfast and lunch – I just skipped them. Still no dustpan, kitchen dust pile has started to grow distinguishable facial features. My brother dropped a bowl yesterday and broke it on the floor – it’s now armed with ceramic teeth and claws. Help me. Help me please.