What Lies Beneath

My bizarre and inexplicable sleeping habits continue. This is going to be an odd trip, but perhaps I'll be forced to get things in order over the course of the next week. I am excited about the trip, and will be bringing my computer with me so expect a blog post here and there and some pictures coming forth with and so forth.

I've spent the majority of this week in bed attempting to fight off my cold, and it seems to have worked, but that hardly leaves me with anything interesting to say. Well hopefully the next week will be filled with enough interest to make up for my week spent in bed. If anything this week has reminded me how much I hate television. You think the least they could do is have a greater variety of commercials so that I don't have to see the same ones three or four times an hour.

For any one interested Hulu has the entire series of the British comedy Black Books on. This is one that my buddy the Reckless Canadian turned me onto and it's a very funny show. So check it out while it's still up.

Till the next post ladies and gentlemen. For now I sit in the dark in the dead of night, and try to figure out if that noise is some one running a chainsaw in their apartment. What could it mean? Remember the double homicide that happened earlier this year across the street from my apartment? God bless you Floirida, and God bless Georgia, Florida's retarded cousin.

One drunken night I left a nasty comment about this video on Youtube, and I've been getting flack for it ever since. Am I wrong or is this one of the most unfunny things ever created?