I know. I KNOW. I shouldn't blog from work. But you know what? No one around here cares. We don't have an IT department (unless one guy who comes in randomly to fix network problems counts), I'm on other people's blogs, Gawker, and Facebook all freaking day anyway, and really, I get my shit done so no one is the wiser when it comes to my internet procrastination tools.
It's pouring rain and sunny outside right now. Wtf. I'll be in Philly for the long weekend, and will probably leave after I finish writing this even though my train isn't for another hour and a half. Sheryl Crow is playing before the fireworks at the Art Museum on Saturday. I really want to go, but I have a somewhat irrational fear of crowds. It's not crowds so much as, um, dirty people being too close to me, haha. I was at an Explosions in the Sky concert (they're so good) the other night and almost couldn't breathe from the mixture of BO and marijuana.
I can't decide which one of these clips made me laugh the most.
Happy Independence Day everyone. God save the Queen.
Wait. That's not right. Damnit.