Did the whole Carlos ‘N Charlies thing. Was very hot, waaaay too many people and parking sucked. Other than that, it was great. We came back to the house afterwards and just hung out and watched a movie that Jerry lent me called Birthday Girl with Nicole Kidman. It was pretty good actually. She plays a Russian mail-order bride and does an excellent job with the whole meek immigrant act. (Act being the key word)
On Sunday I awoke to a banging on my front door. I had slept in and forgotten that I was supposed to help Fred move. Joe was at the door and I jumped out of bed, threw some clothes on and flew downstairs to let him in. I thought it was immigration coming to take me away because fatass biggot Lou Dobbs thinks we have “Broken Borders”. That chubby freaking rat can eat me. In fact, it looks like he “ate a bebe”. *Scottish accent*
Anyway, we finished moving all of Fred’s things into his newly converted apartment – (which used to be a nursing home) Very interesting inside to say the least. It only makes me wonder how many poor old people perished in that place. How many in his room alone? Creepy. Ok, that’s all the fun I’ll make of Fred’s new place. (At least on the website)
I hope to make it to the gym tonight. I’m still going to the Burnett location where Will works, but when the Tech Ridge location opens, I’ll be able to walk to it. Now isn’t that nice children?