I'm breakin' the law!

[fredericks]

Quick update, because I'm in the Language Lab and should be watching some Italian flick about some dude with a weird sense of humor (all Italian movies ever created summed up in a nutshell...add a woman with lots of cleavage and you have a box-office smash on your hands). Last night I dreamt that Ricky Gervais and Lucy Davis from "The Office" showed up at my house, which was apparently located in Florida. Only thing is I kept on calling Ricky "Nathan", as in my homefry, Capt. Tightpants himself, Nathan Fillion from "Firefly" (the movie of which will be hitting big screens near you in early 2005). It was odd. Then Lucy and Nathan Ricky started to head outside but there were, like, these MASSIVE bugs (yup, Florida; gotta love it). So Lucy freaked a little, and I freaked a little...and then, after I finished gushing over them like a damned fool, they signed a copy of The Office: The Book (which I *don't* own), only thing it looked like Jon Stewart's America: The Book (which I *do* own).

Weird. I should try not ingesting so much coffee during the day. And I should probably try going to sleep before, say, 3:00 AM.