i've finally paid off my sleep debt for the week. like matt has mentioned previously, i have problems getting to bed on time. i always get home saying "i'm going to hit my mark. i have a strict bedtime tonight," and it never happens. hell…i was off yesterday and i had to get up early. waiting on a cable guy that didn't come until damn near 2pm. when they say "anywhere from 11-2," that means "as close to 2 as you can imagine. maybe later…"

we ended up not going to the hockey game last night. we were all fired up about it, but some personal differences came up, so we decided not to. my friend scott called and after talking to him, paul and i decided that we should go see hannibal, instead. so we waited for scott, and once he got here, we headed out. we got to the theatre and got a bitchin' parking spot, only to get into the place to find out that the damn thing was sold out. not wanting to wait another two hours to catch a movie that we can see any time, probably in less cramped conditions, we opted to head back home.

cable really started kicking our asses when we got back. gary oldman was on the dennis miller show…we watched some good comedy special…and then we watched cruel intentions. it's amazing…i've lived for so long without television that anything with the slightest interest value sucks my ass to the couch like a vacuum. damn the man and his time killing inventions…