Greasy goodness
One of these days I need to suck it up and order a pizza. I'm eating my 2nd hot pocket of the evening right now, last night I had cheese tortellini, and neither are really filling that void.
I'm not normally into action movies, but all of you should see District B13. It's a french film featuring some delightful parkour. I desperately wish I had the muscles and endurance and sheer elegance necessary to do parkour.
So here's the Question of the Day: Before the advent of the internet, how often do you think agoraphobics and claustrophobics ever actually encountered each other?


