sssomebody ssstop me

Oh, no, I'm quoting Jim Carrey (from some movie, although I'm not sure which -- something I've long repressed, no doubt). But, seriously, I'm pretty intent on eating every unhealthy thing we have in our home. Why do we even have such things, when I know I'm bound to eat and then eat some more when I'm stressed?

I'm counting down the days until my current obligation is over while Pic is literally bounding off of the furniture. (Yes, literally.) She just took a tumble off the back of the couch, scraping her leg on a bookcase on the way down. Not a happy time. Not to worry, though, she's okay now. I, on the other hand, am thinking that there's a dish of chemically-sweet candy corn on the counter and perhaps I would like to devour the contents right. this. minute. I, perhaps, am not okay. Ah, well.

Anyhow, speaking of "literally," I have been exposed to a lot of literal movie trailers lately, so I'll share one here. Something to keep my mind off of the TJ's hot chocolate waiting for me in the cupboard. Argh.


"LITERAL Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Trailer Parody HD"

Okay, and a music video I'm pretty sure I haven't shared before.


"White Wedding: Literal Video Version"

Yeah, I should be doing other things. Ta.