I need to exercise more

I kinda wish Yahoo wouldn't keep putting their "Don't eat This" sections on the homepage. Pretty soon I won't be able to eat any of my favorite dishes at restaurants without feeling like a tub of lard. Not that eat much at restaurants anyway, but I did not need to know that the favorite restaurant of everyone back home is public enemy #1. *sigh* Then again, this column would probably black list half of Puerto Rican food, because we fry everything. Ah, the vestiges of an age when people were actually moving all day and not withering in a cubicle slowly dying from capitalism inertia. You remember me calling an office job my nightmare job? I was right. I don't even have a window! I feel like I'm drowning if I can't see the outside world.

Okay, what kind of movie is this?

The film shoot on Sunday includes a cementery and Indian burial grounds. And creepy woods. Alright, the woods might not be creepy. But burial grounds! Two of them! *shifty eyes* If I bring ghosts back wih me, I hope they get along with the house ghost. I don't care if wooden houses settle, this house makes way too many human like noises.