About half way through the quarter at school, and so far everything is going well. Classes are good, the people are fun, same old, same old. Besides that I've been killing time outside of class watching season one of Torchwood. I've gotten all through that so now I've started with season one of Doctor Who. Neither of them were necessarily shows that I was overly interested in, more something Robert liked and I would catch here and there, but for the sake of killing time I decided to watch them anyway. They have some very interesting people on them, meaning both actors and characters alike.

This morning I woke up early again so Robert and I could go see a movie, for I think the forth week in a row. The first week we saw 21. It was entertaining, pretty good movie, we liked it. The next week we 'enjoyed' Street Kings, again, another interesting movie, wasn't bad, about as predictable as most movies are these days.
Last week was a good one, a movie we'd been waiting to see for sometime, Forgetting Sarah Marshall. We both really liked this movie, it was funny as hell, plus the obligatory penis shots for the ladies. But hey, just about anything with Kristen Bell in it is totally worth it. So that brings us to today. This morning Robert and I saw Harold & Kumar Escape from Guantanamo Bay. Once again, hilarious, a pot head's dream more or less. Some hot girls and some funny ass shit happening to two of the most unluckiest guys on the planet. Thank god Neil Patrick Harris is there to help them. I have to say the scene where they smoke some joints with President Bush (laced with coke no less) was fucking great. There were even a few deaths (gasp), including one very funny, but completely unexpected death. Seriously you won't see this coming, even I was completely surprised. Though if you've really been paying attention in reading this post, you should actually be able to figure it out.

Here shortly, when Seymour gets home from work, we will be leaving to head back to Ohio for the weekend to help my cousins move into their new place. Hopefully we'll get some time tomorrow to hang out with Josh Adams who's finally back in town from Denver for the past few years on his mission. I think that's about it.

Later.

P.S. So my birthday is two weeks from today, I'll be 24. Wow, 24. Honestly I have to say I'm a bit amazed. It seems like just yesterday that 24 seemed like a number so far away. It's all going so fast, too fast I think. Oh well that's it for now.

Out.