You know what makes this funny?

The fact that it's set to Prelude by Bach.

Watch the dogs.

Up late with nothing to do....

... but watch T.V. - a re-run of Bridget Jones' Diary which I adore, but I've seen it so many times I can nearly recite it.

There's not a damn thing on, and I've been locked out of my own bedroom so I'll be riding the couch tonight.

What a jackass.

I wish I had all my bills paid off.

And no car note.

And a fucking spine.