One of those days when I can't seem to get out of bed.
I was finally able to drag myself out of bed @ 2pm. Only because (get this) I realized that all of my dishes @ Cafe World would spoil if I didn't serve them soon.
How effed up is it that the only reason I got out of bed was to play a game???
While I was in bed, I seriously considered planting/cooking stuff that took a couple of days so that I would never have to get out of bed, LOL.
Entyway, whilst sleeping I had a dream about Barack Obama.
I don't remember most of the dream. All I remember is Obama coming into some big lecture hall by himself and standing at a podium. I was on the sitting on the stairs by myself waiting for something. I remember thinking "OMG, I could totally take a picture of THE FREAKING PRESIDENT on my camera phone." But I didn't want to disturb him. He was proud of himself for something.
That's all I remember.
Last night I watched "28 Weeks Later" OnDemand. (Evan has informed me that I shouldn't say "I watched it on OnDemand." Don't tell him that I listened to him. He already thinks I'm an idiot.)
A) I thought I'd already watched the movie because the are 972 films called "28 days/weeks Later". Okay, maybe 4, but you get what I'm saying. But I saw Dude from The Hurt Locker, so I knew I hadn't seen it.
B) Why do all zombies chase after the uninfected? You would think that a brainless eating machine would go for any meat. I don't get it. 700 zombies all chasing after one guy. Why don't they bite each other?
It was a decent flick. I'll watch it again. Might even buy it if The Boy likes it.
I don't know. My back is starting to hurt.
Sweet dreams, Faithful Reader. I hope to return to make another post before September.