*grumpy*

My goal, starting today, was to cut back on caffeine intake. Or mainly, soft drink intake. My first method of doing so? Not have my first Coke until at least lunchtime.

That plan got screwed within 30 minutes. I tried to be good. Really, I did. But one of the effects of going without is irritability. It's withdrawal people! So what happens? Everyone hits me first thing with "Heather do this, Heather do that. Find this file. Make coffee. Lift a really big TV. Make copies of a poorly formatted document that you can't help but edit because it's just too ugly to go out the door."

Giving me too many things to do before I've had caffeine? Partially responsible for the fact that I know am wearing Eeu de Cafe. Perfume of Coffee. Nothing like grounds showering down on you to brighten a day.

Damn I stink.

Pssst Idolers

Kurt Nilsen's CD is on Amazon.com.

Dude. I want! I'm such a schmuck that I didn't look into getting earlier.

Such a SV ho

I insist on watching 10.5 folks.

Disaster movie.

With BoKent.

Seriously, what's not to love? I love cheesey, half-assed disaster movies. It's right up there with my underdog sports movie love (except Radio, which sucked ass, more along the line of Rudy). Plane crashes, tidal waves, twisters, hurricanes, earthquakes...I'll watch it.

Plus when you're watching the commercials, not even avidly, but in a glancing manner, and you recognize the side of John Schneider's head...that's love folks. You watch way too much Smallville.

Plus it has Beau Bridges. I love me some Bridges' men.

So May 2 & 3, my butt will be glued to some Must Scream TV. NBC yo.