*sigh*
blah.
Blar.
BLAR.

As you can probably tell, I'm feeling a bit, well, blar.
So, for therapy, I am going to attempt to pile 3 fifteen year old guys into my truck cab and go see Shrek2.
Yes, I know I am out of my mind, but you know what? Life is short.
If I didn't do this, I would almost 100% surely go home (after feeding Boo*), veg out, eat some blar food and watch Triplets of Belleville (again). Instead, I will be making 3 kids that I honestly dearly love (even though they*** can be some !@#$ brats sometimes) very happy, and I'll get to see Shrek2 with a suitable audience.
Wish me luck. And good traffic. And safe driving. And a minimum of fart jokes.
*sigh*
-s

*Boo is Stewart's A.S.B.** cat.
**Anti Social Butterfly(tm)
***Dusty, Ethan & Simon