I got the power!

it was weird

Yesterday, we came home from uncle Al..

I opened the front door, and the porch light POPPED and went out

then the kitchen light...


I was amused. POP!

Yami no Acid

Vicodin, Aisle 3!!!

I realized something today.

Something that could change my life.

It could cure me, it could kill me.

It'll probably kill me.

If it could cure me, the team at PPTH probably wouldn't care.

But..indeed.

I went to see SCOOP with Grandma today...very excellent. But not the point.

It occured to me that come September, i would be starting my college courses.

Of course, i knew that, but it was with this knowledge that i was reminded that my ASL courses take place in the evening, tuesdays and thursdays.

Tuesdays and Thursdays

Tuesdays Thursdays.

Tuesdays...Tuesdays.

For an endless amount of time...Tuesdays.

Vicodin popping ensues.

*insert horrible Marlon Brando- Stella*

HOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUSSSSSSSEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

And when the credits rolled at the end, one of the names of the guys in Production was Jimmy Wilson.

*grieves* If there was ever a good time to get TiVo...it was now