Third day of watching over my thirteen year old brother in my parents' absence. Somehow I got him to help me with the ever growing pile of dishes and abscess; it sucks I can't go anywhere. Auburn won the Iron Bowl by quite a score, first time they had won in years - War Eagle!
Later on I put my ugly mug on ... even though I completely disagree with the concept of having your worth determined by a horde of strangers; I can see this sort of thing seriously devaluating some people's self-image. I'm a seven now, if you want to pass judgment, it's at
At eight we left to get eight orders of sushi and watched the Patriot. Decent movie, although the plot is largely structured after Gladiator, with the lead character building up and eventually releasing a massive hate against the lead villain. I'll be productive tomorrow.