Keepin' it in perspective.

I just gotta remember -- next week is the San Francisco trip (yay!), and then on July 12th it's fucking FLIGHT OF THE CONCHORDS. YYESSSS. If my mom didn't lose the tickets, that is... I know I gave them to her because I lose stuff all the time, so I figured they'd be safer in her hands. Let's hope I'm not proven wrong, or I will be so mad the world will explode. I'm not kidding. You do not want to see my wrath. EVER.

I was going to write tonight, but there's a George Carlin marathon on HBO in about an hour, so obviously I must watch it.