super bowl sunday is always one of those days where i try to figure out something to do besides sitting around the house doing jack shit. of course…all i've been doing lately is sitting around the house, so i probably need a change, anyway.

last night i laid on the couch watching from russia with love. sometimes all it takes is a bond movie and your evening is made. i thought about staying home and watching snl, but chris called and demanded that i meet him up at cahoots. beers were consumed, big buck hunter (also known as "shoot shit") was played. after chris got tired and went home, i hung out with alexis to see if she needed a ride home, which she ended up not. we sat and talked about contrived people and girls with their thongs clearly showing out the top of their pants. as you can tell…it was a delightful evening.

now i'm sitting around, listening to crain and feeling hungry. really hungry. like i need to go out and kill a buck, just to get something to eat.

or not.