Tom is being tortured. Make it stop. PLEASE.

My wife is EVIL.

I came round in all innocence to do some work, and inadvertantly locked myself out, with no shoes on. So, here I am doing work in Jen's room with no shoes. Fair enough I hear you say - why is this evil? Surely it is a charming chance for some marital bonding. It WAS until she decided she would subject me to the HELL that is G4 under the excuse that "I must practice listening to them without experiencing physical pain in time for the gig". Humm... I think she's just plain MEAN.

But anyway, back to another G4 purge THEY ARE DOING BOHEMIAN RHAPSODY. You know, like the best song EVER (Tom goes teenage girl on us) and they have succeded in taking all of the feeling out of it. And LIFE ON MARS. I cry. I really do. And Creep... and Jerusalem.... Oh My God.

Lost for words.

on the bright side, Metabolism is Just Like a Bee.