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It's a bad, bad sign for the week when I get out of bed on Monday morning and wonder what day it is. Wednesday? Thursday?? Then the cold harsh hand of reality hits as I realize it's only Monday. I haven't had a day off in almost two weeks and won't until Sunday. Ugh.

Local folks: You know how we'd said we'd go to X3 on Friday? Can we move that? Chad will be in town and...yeah...I can't miss out on that. Even for Hugh Jackman. Sunday or Monday work for me. Actually, so do next Mon, Tues, Wed & Thurs. Wait! No, something is going on that Thursday.

FUCK!!

Yeah. So, even with the sound all screwed up towards the end, seeing Boondock Saints on the big screen was pretty fucking fantastic! The theater was packed! It was awesome!! I already want to see it again.

Thanks again for getting the tickets, dazeebean!