Man, talk about a lazy-ass day.

Found myself in the unfortunate position of catching a second wind last night and found that I couldn't fucking sleep until somewhere near 8am yesterday. That meant I slept until 5pm, which is a habit I thought I was going to break, having gotten up at 1:30ish Wednesday afternoon and being somewhat productive because of it. Damn it.

So, instead, I made a few phone calls, did some e-mail. came home and died. was nice enough to grace me with her presence. We got chinese food and watched this indie irish flick called Intermission, which is one of those we'll-show-you-a-bunch-of-people-in-a-given-neighborhood-and-then-show-you-how-they're-all-connected movies, like Twenty Bucks or Slacker. Fortunately, I like those kinds of movies. Watching Colin Farrel (whom we all know) as a psycho thug crook and Colm Meany as a psycho thug cop was pretty cool. :)
Afterwards, we kind of ended up watching Devil's Advocate, which I have to admit was one of Keanu's better roles.

Now, I'm sitting here, not sleepy and trying to figure out what to do with myself. Looks like Smackdown taped successfully, so I s'pose there's that.

Ohhhh...Sarah Silverman, Matthew Perry, Christopher Meloni and Michael Vartan are playing poker on Bravo. Chicks always clean up on Celebrity Poker, I've noticed (or, at least, the first few times I've watched)...