9:30 IN THE MORNING?!?!?

Due to the ungodly hour that the Magic: The Gathering "Cold Snap" Pre-Release Tournament starts, we will not be attending. But we *might* go to see the double-feature at the drive-in on Sunday night, which just happens to be Pirates of The Carribean II AND Superman Returns!

Or, alternately, we might just sit at home and watch more Corner Gas.

Either way, this is *MY* weekend because of the stupid shift change at werk, and how starting on Tuesday I'll be working TEN DAYS STRAIGHT till my next days off, no overtime involved. I'm moving from have the FIRST two days of the pay-week off to having the LAST two days of the pay-week off. And let me tell ya, it STINKS!

Edit Update!!!

Okay, I got Pat to give me Friday the 14th off! That will mean that we can drive up to Mount Vernon on Friday afternoon/night, then go and do Shipwreck Day in Anacortes with my parents on Saturday morning before I have to come in to work at 4! Time to start scrounging up all my change for the North-West's Largest Garage Sale!

I had never noticed before!

If you are a teen in need of help with any type of non-conventional travel (Time Travel, Space Travel, Deep-Sea Exploration, etc...), the Science Teacher in your local Public High Scholl will just happen to be an EXPERT in that type of travel and will have been building a piecework prototype vehicle for said type of travel out of what appears to be household items. But of course he could NEVER let you use the vehicle because it's still untested! Also, there is no middle-ground for using the vehicle. According to the Science Teacher he can't let you use it because if it DOESN'T work, then it's gonna blow up and kill you. ANd that's not a risk he's willing to let you take.

Eight

Just saw DOnnie Darko for the eighth time (it was just on Showtime), and I STILL have no idea what the hell happened.

It's like some half-finished word jumble or crossowrd puzzle that I put down a long time ago and keep finding. And I'll think "Oh, THIS time I can finish it! This time I'll know what the hell I'm doing!" But brother, there just ain't no 8-letter word for "Cellar Door"!

And each time I see it I can't fully decide if it's because there's too little information, or TOO MUCH information. But I figure it's gotta be something like that.