If you can stand one more...

Alright, I swear this is the last post of the day that will mention Karl, my hot, hot boss.

After work, my fellow Madstoners came over with food, gifts, cards, porno, liquor and other fine birthday favors. I got a really nice watch, that new Stones GH CD, some Simpsons toys, a books and some other awesome thoughtful gifts. To be honest, i was quite touched that my new co-workers went to such trouble to make me a party and have gifts and stuff. I guess I didn't realize I was so well liked.

And a little after 2am, my boss actually showed up to my party. He's never been over before. It was actually pretty cool, excpet that everyone else was weirded out and Karl could tell no one was having fun with him around (well, except me) so he split after half an hour or so. But the point is, even though he worked later than the rest of us and has to open in the morning, he came to my party just to make my birthday nice.

Isn't that neat?

On and on it goes: Gifts from H

When i woke up this morning (okay, this afternoon) H had a big box of gits for me. I got the directors cut of Manhunter, which is a better version than the one I had. Also a better version of Hannibal, so even while remaining faithful to VHS I can have the aternate ending, which I like.

He also got me this big doll of Vincent price from the movie The RAven. it is badass. And I got a lunchbox with Texas Chainsaw massacre on it. It is metal and comes with a thermos with a small t because its not really made by Thermos (r with circle)

I feel so special that people are going all out to get me cool gifts. I was worried it was because people thought I was shallow and meterialistic. But maybe my legendary love of movies and toys makes me fun to shop for?