Runs in...

Work! Dying! Ack!

In two moments of peace, went to CNN.com and read the review of Van Helsing.

Their take? Wolverine: The Early Years.

After reading the review, you know? I think they're right. Yay! Wolvie! Sans facial hair and the Buckle O' Hotness, but in nifty leather with tricksy weapons.

I'm such a sucker.

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Oh, and my Derby hat was made last night, and it is faboo. My mother's hat is gaudy as hell, but mine has tasteful plumes that actually look good. Plus it's black and hot pink. Hee.

My parents' originality scares me

So the number one baby names for this past year were Emily and Jacob.

Note the fact that I will never name a child of mine Emily or Jacob.

While perusing this year's list, which includes the ever popular names Michael and Christopher (which proves exactly how imaginative my grandparents were in regards to my dad and uncle), I found a way to see what the most popular names were the year I was born.

Shit. For 1977 Heather ranked at number 4.

I'm thinking of changing my name.

What's really disturbing is the fact that Heather was on the top ten list from 1972 to 1980. Do you know how many damn babies that is sharing a name with me? Hell, there are three of us in the state of NC with the same first and last name.

Seriously. I'm changing my name.

I'm taking suggestions in the comments.

*seriously weirded out*