We stopped watching Defiance half-way through on Monday night.

Respect the story.
Hate the movie.

Saw it. Liked it. Was one of 7 guys in the theater.

HBO has recently added The Devil Wears Prada to its lineup.

I’ve already watched it three times.

Giant windmills freak me out. For real… I had trouble checking YouTube videos to get a good one.

… I wanna vomit.

I went into the women’s restroom at Braum’s yesterday by accident. No one was inside… so no one knew… except me… I’m still a little ‘barrassed.

I do. I freakin’ love ‘em.

As a child I was never that into X-Men comics… I left that to my brother Aaron. But there’s just something about a good action movie that all guys love.

So… that’s all.

If you’ve recieved a text message from me over the last 72 hours, I’ve been guzzling Robitussin and popping pills and have little-to-no-recollection of many of the messages sent, so… I’m sorry. No, wait, I’m not sorry… this thing is so much freakin’ fun.

Text messaging is the best of instant messaging, mixed with the portability of a cellphone conversation, only without the hassle of either instant messaging or cellphone conversation.

It’s genius.

A private conversation that can take place anywhere at any time at any pace without any disruption.

Part of the reason I think I love this thing so much is due to the fact that I have a flippin’ multi-lingual keyboard on my Treo in which I can type any symbol with the ease of a computer keyboard.

So, for all you folks who recieved a message and thought, “Wow, Landon puts waaay too much into into texting. He like, uses parentheses and eveyrthing.” Now you know.