Instead of working tonight (which I should've been doing... you know, to earn more of that salary they pay me every couple o' weeks), I ended up watching two movies I had TiVo'd. (Dad, you are sooo going to have to get the HD DVR package. It's great for capturing all kinds of movies to watch at your own pace... or leisure.) These were the first two I'd watched on TiVo in a while; but the 3rd in 3 days. Jon & I (after much complaining about being bored on my part) went to see Pirates 3 on Sunday night. It was long, but pretty great. Especially in comparison to Spidey 3, it rocked.
So, I was at the pool on Sunday (I've missed the last two days, my tan's fading already) and overheard this little girl telling a fellow wader in the kiddie pool how old she is. Of course, it was typical cutie-pie little kid fashion... 5... and a half. That got me thinking... and counting... oh geez, I'm 30... and a half. That's almost worse than just being 30. And, then again, almost better. I'm actually 30 and a half plus one month (I'll be celebrating that monthiversary on Friday), but who's really counting?!
Finally, for Brad... who's actually closer to 30 and a half than I am (but only by a few days) and whose link to the ROFLMAO video made me ROFLMAO... well, not really, but it was pretty funny. I'm sure you've already seen it since it's made the rounds of all the popular blogs, but just in case:
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