Last night was yet another craptacular movie. When Rob got home from work we headed to Burbank, got some Greek food, and saw a 7:20 showing of Alone in the Dark. Wow, that sucked. It wasn't boring like a lot of the other crap we've been seeing, but it sucked hard. If I would have known going in that it was done by the same guy who did House of the Dead, I wouldn't have seen it. The ads make it look kind of cool, but it's not. It's a craptacular suckfest that makes you wonder who exactly thought it wise to cast Tara Reid as an archeologist. You could just tell that she didn't know what half her lines meant. Unless you really like to torture yourself, I highly recommend against seeing this movie. After the movie when I was in the bathroom I overheard a couple of teenagers saying how it was so scary and way better than Alien. Wow. There's no accounting for taste, is there?

Today hasn't been too good for me. I've had four sneezing fits so far (periods of time where I can't stop sneezing for five minutes or more) and a massive asthma attack. My inhaler helped it a little bit, but I'm still having some breathing problems. I made myself some tea (hot caffeine can help asthma) and that helped out as well. I'm not yet at the point of needing to go to the hospital, but if it gets worse I might have to. Right now it's still acting up, but dealable. It's just hard for me to talk without coughing. I think part of it is from the allergins outside and in the apartment. But part of it is also the fact that I still have a lingering cough even over a month after I had that cold. There's still some crap in my lungs. I'm so lucky I got my flu shot. Because if I were to get sick again now I would most definitely end up in the hospital once again with a tube shoved down my throat. I'm just going to take it easy until Rob gets home and then we're headed out for pedis.

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