Tonight Gert and Scrote showed up outside my door. It was a damn good thing, too, because I've been pretty much chained to my desk all week and I was bordering on madness. We went to gamestop and I blew some money. Ooooh yeah.

Scrote is now employed by the Home Shopping Network. Yep. He does manual labor at their Waterloo office, unloading trucks full of the stuff people return when they realize how much money they dropped on impulse purchases. He said that in the break room, the home shopping network plays on the TV, and the channel button has been removed.

We ate at the really good Chinese restaurant, and it was yummy.

Ha.