It only takes one incident to ruin your whole weekend. To me, it's like a hot air balloon (or something). You're having fun, rising rising, getting up into the sky when suddenly someone has to come and slice a hole in the balloon and send you flying away. *We're blasting off agaiiinnnn!*

So right. Onword with the ¿MyStiFieD? Weekend Update:

Friday:
Bond, bond. Shaken, not stirred. All you koreans, go watch the movie. It's about Korea. And well, without ruining the movie, let's just say that I think they showed korean mentally VERY well. Tee. Hee. Went with Joe and Fei, also went to Krispy Kreme. My god, so damn good.

Saturday: Drove home, saw mommy, did car shit, bought Esther a bday gift, went to her house, gave it to her. Met Esther's friend with a 300 whp naturally aspirated Supra. The rest.. well. *Deleted from memory*. Oops, I don't remember anything else.

Sunday: Drove home (philly home), intended to see movie, ended up not doing that, but went to Krispy Kreme. My god, so damn good.

Thank you for this installment of ¿MyStiFieD? Weekend Update.

It's not that I don't have anything to say, it's just not worth my time to say it.