I went out to the movies with Emil. Walk the Line was a sweet flick. Harry Potter was a little disappointing. I wish I had reread the book before hand, just to remember all the shit they fucked up. That Cedric guy, everytime he came onto the screen I said something of a condescending nature about him to Emil. "Hey Brad, go long." "Hold my trophy while I score a touchdown." "Don't worry Dad, I'll win the championship then do donuts in my Camaro while i'm stoned and shit faced. My girlfriend will be in the back naked with a your expensive digital camera." Then he died. Boy did I feel bad.

I bought 2 music albums. Very very strange for me. I got a Guitar Wolf anthology and a Nekromatix album. Guitar Wolf has been raping my ears since I got home. The feedback is incredible. It just rips you up like a circular saw. Plus I can't tell if it's in japanese or english. The drums are great though.

Thanksgiving was forgettable. Other than Pirate Thanksgiving at Emils. I enjoy corn tortillas.

I'm contemplating calling in sick to work tomorrow. I need the cash, but I don't feel like taking the bus there or back. Or going actually. I need to get a book or bring in my guitar so I can look busy at least.