Three t-rexes. THREE. That's 6 joggers a day, at least.
You know... I just finished watching King Kong (Peter Jackson), and I don't care what anyone says...I cried like a baby who cries like a baby that just got slapped. It isn't the "best movie of all time", but it was way better than I thought it would be.
Today has been a long day, frought with boring, oddness and tiny melodramas. I won't elaborate too much, but I will ask my readers...am I an embarassing person to be around? Do I embarass any of you on a regular basis? And if so, how?
Yeah...just trying to use a blog to solve my life's problems in roundabout lame-fashion.