Sunday, September 05, 2004

Yep... I'm ill. Been up since 4:30 because my phone rang again (not the ex). So I stayed up watching Capricorn One on AMC. Good movie... sort of like Apollo 13 meets Wag the Dog meets my fucking insomnia. I had popped War Games into the DVD player, but saw the end of The Professional as I fell asleep.

In other news: Man accused of stalking ex-girlfriend with GPS

Sweet! It's good to know that cellular phone technology is being used to bring couples... closer together. Whatever happened to stealing a girl's cell phone bill and seeing who she's been calling? Remember when just going to a girl's work three times a day for months was enough to peg the creepy meter on 'high.' I long for the days when putting a semen deposit on a someone's pillow or shooting one through a slightly opened window in her parked car onto the driver's seat was enough to say "I love you" without really saying it. He should read my Breaking Up column in the "columns" section of this site (see menu above).

You can email these posts now, I guess. There should be a link below this post.

60oCh:0Ut


1 comment:

Anonymous said...

What was in the Fed-Ex package?? I am dying of curiosity!