Becky and I went all around looking for random crap and so I could get some more work clothes last night. She bought me Prince Caspian for St. Nick, f-yeah!! We went to the mall and I got another Bathroom Reader book and The Onion's Our Dumb World atlas. It's F-ING HILARIOUS.

Fell asleep early with my contacts in and she never woke me up. I woke up at 5:40 in the morning and peeled them off my eyeballs. Becky prodded me off the couch at noon and I literally could not open my f-ing eyes. It wasn't until 4 that I was able to pry my eyes open enough to shove them in and drive home. They're still red as hell but not so much pain at this point...

Don't know how to translate all those crazy terrorist attack warning pictures? Don't worry, these guys did it for you. Freaking hilarious!!!

Here's a link to "How to Tell if Your Cat is Plotting to Kill You" by artist Matthew Inman. There's also a bunch of links to his other funny picture lists.

Too lazy to find a quote so here's the end of the Editing Room script for Quantum of Solace.

"There is a SHOOTOUT and all of the AWKWARDLY MENTIONED FUEL CELLS begin BLOWING THE FUCK UP. Eventually DANIEL finds himself in a room that doesn’t completely collapse, so he ESCAPES and drives MATHIEU out into the middle of the desert and leaves him with a can of motor oil.

DANIEL CRAIG
I’m going to leave you here to die. When you become as depressed as me, you can drink that can of motor oil to kill yourself. Goodbye.

MATHIEU AMALRIC
Seriously? Who the hell does shit like this?

DANIEL CRAIG
The name’s Bourne. Jason Bourne. Er, wait…

DANIEL drives away but his car engine fails because he’s out of motor oil.

END"