  I think I may have had the world�s best poutine last night. (Not the curds kind, the wimpy gravy and mozzerella kind. ) Kurt and I had planned to go to a pub or some such for supper, alas, it being a holiday and all, there were few culinary choices.
We went to this pizza place I dimly remembered from being a student. It was like finding a ten dollar bill in a jacket pocket; the food was amazing. Saw The Two Towers a few nights ago. It pretty much knocked my socks off. I admit, though, I�m an anal retentive ass when it comes to movies about books I love. The Fellowship was great, but there were a few points about the movie that drove me nuts. Pippin and Mery were idiots in the first movie, unfair, considering that those two figured out Frodo�s secret in the book.
I know the movie needed comic relief, as it was intense, but they could have used the relationship between Gimli and Legolas, like the did in the second, instead of making Pippin and Merry clueless dorks. But, on the other side of things, I�m glad Sam wasn�t a big old tard, which was the case in the cartoon adaptation. (If you haven�t seen that, by the way, go find it. It�s not the goofy Hobbit with crappy animation, but the one entitled Lord of the Rings.
I�m pretty sure Peter Jackson took a few things from that movie. (Not a bad thing. ) I was told tonight by the Traveller that folks around home have been worried about the money situation. Odd how that�s comforting. (they care, they like me�) I�m not going to say that the money situation is all cleared up, but we are now caught up with rent, the phone bill, Kurt�s Alberta health care; and coming soon; the power and the wedding rings.
I suppose right now my only real worry is the job. I hate it. I dislike working with my-co-workers, I caught god damned LICE, and although my job is somewhat limitless with how much money I could make, it�s also floorless, giving no room for illness, or fatigue. And, boss man lied, told me initially that there would be no cold calling; that someone would be making appointments for me, and that they didn�t do any of that door-to-door shit�. 
