I was doing my weekly "answering emails" thing which consists of me reading emails and wanting to answer them but not doing so because that would require actual thought. Anyway, I noticed that Hotmail directs emails from its own postmaster to my Junk Mail folder, which I find both funny, annoying and interesting. Funny because it's just another flaw in the Microsoft Conglomerate that controls my entire online experience. Annoying because I actually need to read those letters from the postmaster, because they tell me when my emails don't go through. Interesting because their letters from the MSN Marketing Department trying to get me to pay money for a free service don't get filtered to my Junk Mail folder. And it won't let you block them either. Oh well, I don't read them anyway. Just because I have few principles doesn't mean I don't have any. Just kidding. I WAS ONLY KIDDING!!!! You bastards.

I want to watch that movie Drumline. It looks cool. Has anyone seen it? And, I'm ashamed to admit part of me wants to watch Maid in Manhattan even though you all know what I think about "JLo" the glorified Puffy groupie. In my defense, I looooooooooooove Ralph Fiennes. I think he's sexy as hell, and I'm not one of those 20-something chicas that has a fetish for older men. The movie got trashed my movie critics (I rely on rottentomatoes.com because it gathers up reviews from all over the place then gives the movie a final score) but that never really has an impact on me because I've loved plenty of movies that critics hated. Case in point: The Mummy Returns. How could they not like The Mummy?????? Gunfights, torture, explosions, bugs that eat you alive, walking dead people..... What's not to like?!?!?

I am banning myself from Petfinder.com because I want every dog on there. Okay not every dog. But a whole lot of them. Oddly enough, having Bailey around (even though he's a sweet little snot) is making me want to have many many dogs. I think Bailey would love to have another dog around. He's so starved for non-human company he keeps trying to play with my landlady's cats (who HATE him).

Okay I have to go now. I have to go play The Sims because I'm addicted. I tried to make my characters nice people but now they're really messy. It drives me crazy because they're always tossing their dishes onto the floor and getting depressed when I make them clean. Hey, sounds like my house. Just kidding George.