superflea

I could have gone to see the Dalai Lama today. Instead, I went to buy groceries. I think that Black Cherry Cola may do more for my overall happiness than Buddhism ever could.

I stand by my choice. (Although I want to emphasize it was only because he happened to be in Toronto and I could have just hopped on the highway and headed to the Skydome. It's not like I had tickets or anything and passed them up.)

My income-tax-related documents are ready to get handed off to some poor number-cruncher. This makes me happy.

One of my very dear friends* is coming to visit tomorrow, and we will be going for dinner with her and her husband. This makes me happy.

Tuesday (well, early Wednesday, to be fair), my gf will be leaving to go to Japan for a week or two. This makes her very happy. I will miss her, but I will get the bed to myself. And that will make me happy.

But I'll be lonely, so you buggers better plan on being entertaining!!!

* - and oh, in another lifetime, my friends... sigh

This week's sign of the apocalypse: a porn company has obtained the rights to distribute the Paris Hilton sex tape. It will apparantly be released under the title "One Night in Paris."

Am I the only one who just finds her creepy?