How came you by this metal construct?!?

As many of you know, Schwab and Paul got me a DVD rack for my ever-growing army of DVD's.
Now that I've been to Blockbuster, and to the Schwab Collection, I now own:
Dead Zone (series ep1), Frailty, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone, The Others, and Dahmer.

Tomorrow is back to work for me, in the MORning of all the crazy nonsense. So if you're planning on seeing LOTR again, please, for the love of goodness, be nice to me.

Ooh, I also get paid tomorrow.

My boss is SO HOT right now...

...but my work schedule sucks ass. A 10am meeting on a Saturday??? That doesn't even make sense. Can't you tell us to upsell large popcorns sometime after noon? What vital information do you REALLY need to give us at that time of day? Is it really more important than the sleep I so desperately need to sell movie tix to idiots and answer questions from old, blind, stupid people too dumb of lazy to read signs?

In other news, I think I've found a cartoonist who can help me make my zombie story into a comic book. I can publish it myself! Some recognition from my peers would be truly excellent. Then I'd feel like a "real writer" instead of those synthetic ones that write for the WB.

Is it true that if you microwave instant coffee, you travel back in time?