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Yes, my brilliant plan tomorrow consists of first, a wedding, and then driving up to the old college, to WAC, to see King Larry's Mamet play. Hopefully the ex-factor won't play into matters. I've rather gotten used these past two weeks to her being a non-factor, and I hope that just being there won't upset/offset/any-other-kind-of-"set" me somehow. I mean, what could go wrong? I'm holding it all together by a tenuous thread, and those are always good, right? Right? Fellas?

Thank merciful Christ for study abroad programs, because next semester it'll be a lot less stressful and dangerous for my heart to go up to my old college to support my friends. Bear that in mind, WAC students! If you see a guy wandering behind Downey's in a homemade Dr. Doom costume, you'll know you're the ones to blame!

In complete other news, god-DAMN Sammy Davis Jr. is brilliant.

Christmas with in the Dead Zone!

I just saw a commercial for a very special Holiday episode... of The Dead Zone.

Yeah, I... I got nuthin'. Except this sudden visual of Jimmy Stewart smashing a vase with a cane and screaming, "Well golly, th-the ice! It's, uh, well, it's gonna BREAK!"

So I go to the fridge to discover the egg nod I bought yesterday is gone. I had one half-glass of it, but that was it. Now today, the carton's empty. So my grandmother comes into the kitchen and I ask her, "Did you drink all the egg nog?"

She replied, "Well, I contribute money for the groceries..."

"Uh, that was my egg nog. I bought it with my own money."

"Oh. Well, I didn't see your name on it."

"Oh! I didn't realize we had to label our food now!"

Jesus fuck. Coincidentally, the remake of The Blob is on TV now. A movie I thank god I won't be around much longer to see, because it so fucking freaks me out. This movie makes simple pleasures like taking a shower or going to second base really horrifying.