Tonight, a trip to the ‘investment counsellor’ followed by daughter Katie kicking me around my apartment and telling me to pack boxes – which I neglected to pick up from Jeff’s last night. I feel totally useless and extremely sleepy.
Last night, Superbad. Meh. I just couldn’t channel my inner teenaged boy to enjoy this movie, although I have to admit the dialogue was great. I just had forgotten how ******* horrible teenaged boys are…. this being an accurate rendition thereof.
