Wilkommen. This is where the difficulties begin.

Yesterday, I made a large cupcake…err, cake. It’s a big ass cupcake—for lack of a better description—and you eat it like a cake. I filled the center with vanilla pudding. As gross as it looks, it tastes amazing punto com. 

In other news, I saw Book of Eli. Amazing flick. Denzel Washington is brilliant. As much as I don’t like gore and action flicks, this was a taste of something different; unexpected and satisfying. My ten dollars were well worth it. Gary Oldman still makes me nervous, which means he hasn’t lost his villainous touch. I still have yet to see Avatar, though, which I’m trying to find time to watch. I just don’t like watching shit other people are dying to see. Movies like Twilight, New Moon, and Harry Potter frighten me away from the movie theater scene until they cease to show at the cinemas. The Wolfman is supposed to be awesome, though. Benicio del Toro, and Sir Anthony Hopkins. We shall see. Everyone’s been on this werewolf kick since The Twatlight saga. 

Well, Kiddies, it’s time for me to get some stuff done before quittin’ time. Lates. 

J