More on this later

Christmas with my dad's side of the family today. Man are they (for the most part) bat shit insane. I am most definately going to deke out of here ASAP under the pretense of having to go to waterloo to study.

Work is winding down, thankfully. Everyone seems to be in hibernation mode and just wants to take off for the holidays (including me). 4 more days this week (taking monday off to smoke an exam), although I hear rumors that friday we tend to get kicked out at noonish and paid through till 6, which is good for me.

I don't stop work until the 30th. Those of you mired in shock need to get the fuck over it. I like money. I like it a lot, and I intend to procure more of it so that I can make it grow a lot when Tim Horton's goes public next term and I own the town.

Further more THIS is hilarious.

Additionally, have you ever walked through a mall and realized that the overwhelming majority of our species bears striking resembelance to members of the genus Fuckuglious Primaticus? Jesus, I don't know how some of these people breath and walk at the same time, spawning must be something they get trained in. Maybe there's clinics somewhere.

Warning: The following text might contain spoilers. If you don't know that Snape kills Dumbledore, Bruce Willis is dead the whole time, Verbal is Kaiser Soze, or that Rosebud is a sled, don't read the following paragraph.


In other news, Narnia is ok, but also not really great. There's a lot of "Yeah, ok, the lion is jesus, I get it, now why don't you stab that bitch in the chest instead of gawking at the lion that you heard was dead. Also, I don't understand why you get knighted because a wolf jumped at you and was dumb enough to impale himself accidentally on your sword. Especially if you're ALREADY THE KING OF NARNIA, you don't need to be a knight, you're the king. If I own a McDonalds, I don't get myself a little nametag that says "Assistant Manager" on it, do I?