Brent and I took yesterday off for the halibut. We watched The Prestige. Christian Bale rox my sox. Rox 'em cleaaaaaann off. Mrowr. He is SO MUCH hotter than Hugh Jackman. (For some reason my fingers wanted to type Jack Blackman. But I didn't let them. Well, not until now.)
Will fuck Christian Bale for food.
Slept at home alone last night. Seven hours straight with no movement whatsoever. Didn't turn, didn't wake, didn't get up to potty. I don't know why, except that I was tired, and glad to be in my own bed. I am not rested yet, tho.
It's lunch time. I'm leaving. Be back later gators.