I have some news. My garden is growing like a pedophile at a church lock-in!
In addition to that, I built a cabinet (from IKEA)
In addition to that, I built a cabinet (from IKEA)
with my own little hands on election day.
Also, I've been tricked. Hard. I watched the movie "Zombie Town" back in December. I ordered it from Netflix. It was terrible--and coming from me, that means something. Here is a snippet of an interpretation of that film before my brain shut down and started thinking about unicorns and bacon:
Joe: "Gary is dead and also a zombie."
Alice: "What do you mean that Gary is dead and also a zombie?"
Joe: "Gary died and then came back to life and then tried to eat me."
Alice: "What do you mean that Gary died and then came back to life and then tried to eat you?"
Joe: "Gary died and came back to life and tried to eat me and then I shot him in the face and then he was for real dead this time and did not try to get back up and eat me because he is now dead from me shooting him in the face..."
Alice: "What do you mean..."
AND SO FORTH
And this went on for like an hour and 20 minutes. I turned off the sound about 15 minutes in and just watched for the zombie carnage while I wasn't folding laundry.
Well, apparently "Zombie Town" pulled a fast one on me. I blindly put zombie movies in my Netflix que because there is something terribly wrong with me. Between December and now, the lovely people who produced "Zombie Town" changed the cover on their damn film. It went from this:
To this:
So OF COURSE I accidentally ordered it again.
Damn my eyes...
