So I watched Dangerous Beauty Sunday night instead of hitting Kink or seeing my buddy Andy spin at Wake. I really should've done the latter, but I couldn't get anyone else to go on the short notice I was given and making my way there bus-style would've been an ordeal that I wasn't quite in the mood for. I wish I would have gone, though. Sucks. Still, Dangerous Beauty was good and I'm now a bit for familiar with a film that so many of my female friends seem to be fond of. Thumbs up.

Karaoke last night was ok, but I wrecked my fucking voice doing Dragula. Ouch. I'll keep that one on the back-burner and make sure I only bring it out as a last song of the night...

The new Fall TV season is coming and I'm trying to figure out how to handle it. Gonna have to keep the cable box disconnected so I can tape multiple shows in a single night without being there...

I'm hungry.