They're really just humiliated grapes.

Okay, I am officially holding my breath for the next eighy-four hours until I can see POTC 2. Really. I'm dying. I'm a total spoiler ho, so I went on IMDB and found out a ton of stuff about the movie from people who got to go to media screenings (Mental Note: Switch major to journalism) and I HAVE TO SEE IT. CANNOT MAKE IT UNTIL MIDNIGHT ON FRIDAY!!!! MUST GO NOW!!!!

Oooh, good friend works at the movie theater. Maybe can exploit connections to steal film. Wait. They use digital. Hmmm. Going to be harder to steal. Still, must call friend (well, actually should do that anyways, as I told her I'd call her two weeks ago and have been a bad person and keep forgetting).

And tomorrow I have to spend obscene amounts of money on all sorts of other Johnny projects- such as his almost-porn movie. And the soundtrack for POTC 2 comes out as well. Which I will undoubtedly have on loop on my iPod for weeks to come. And I can't buy The Libertine at work with my discount, because I really shudder to think what they would think of me. Twenty percent is not worth being known as the girl who buys movies that are knocked down to an R.

(Author's Note: I'm really way more intelligent and mature than I sound, honest. But whenever I think about Johnny or Pirates, I turn into a simpering mass of hormones and regress five years in development. Sorry, that's just the way it works. I expect I'll be back to normal sometime around Christmas.)




Other than talking quietly to myself about the joys of Johnny, not a whole lot going on. Daddy is off today, which would be loads of fun if we had anything fun to do. But oh well. I suppose it's better than the last two years when we have spent the holiday weekend preparing to go to various ungodly hot places.

Quick question- do we think we can brave the Slides of Doom at work tonight? Because it's freakishly hot and I really want to wear a skirt and I don't have any other shoes that go with a skirt! Bugger.

Hehe, Colleen is trying to get Daddy to watch Will and Grace in the living room. And he is not taking kindly to it. It's a little bit funny.

Yeah, so there's absolutely nothing going on in the world of Beautiful People. Nick Lachey wants to move on. Okay. I don't care. The cast of Superman was on The View, where they were peppered with such incisive questions as "How was it to wear the suit? Do you like it that you're famous now?" AGAIN. For once, I want them to say, "Eh, I prefered it when people didn't know me," and "Itchy, if you must know". Colleen wants to know if Brandon Routh has herpes. I don't know why, but she does.

Anyhoodles, I'm going to go eat and insanely early lunch so I'll be hungry for an insanely early dinner and won't feel like stealing chilli at work tonight. Have a good pre-fourth!!