I told you what I over heard at Beaners this week. This morning I drove in to the parking lot for my regular, having gotten up early on Saturday when I could have slept in, only to find a work crew crawling across the facade like Nazis digging up Tannis. [Raiders]
That's two coffee shops gone, a home quickly becoming less habitable and more inhospitable within a short two weeks time span. It is unfortuneate that I can not live in my computer. But hey, they are remaking Tron so anything is possible.
Remaking Tron? Yes. I told you people months ago the world was coming to an end. But did anyone believe me? NO. So suffer the consequences. Not only is Tron coming back but there really is triticale.
And for those of you who think I'm not really reading every tweet a third fragrance called "Tiberius" is out. What the FRELLING FRAK is wrong with these people? And why are we sucking up to William F. Shatner?
A big bar of dark chocolate did not lift my mood. I am still desolate.