Sometimes this is hard Man, I really shouldn't be up this late. Karen invited me to go to a show tonight, so we went to see Mystic River. 2.5 hours, it was. Gone out of my life. But it was fun, good movie, held my attention pretty well. Jeez, it's been a while since we actually went to a theater and saw a movie. Usually half-way through or sooner I would have to get up and stand in the back because my back would start hurting, but not tonight. There were, I think, five other couples there. Well, yeah, it's a Tuesday night, but still... the movie had good reviews, is everyone just waiting for it to come out on DVD? Yeah, I guess that's what people do now, isn't it. I've never really been interested in movies or actors/actresses, but I used to run around with people who did. They finally gave up on me. Now it's bedtime, it is. Karen needs to take me to work again in the morning, she needs the car again. The truck is still buried in the snow, heh. I was kinda hoping that someone would come along and take it out, since it's sitting on the street, but no such luck.
And sometimes it's really easy
Guess what this time is.