in the midst of a hacking cough

i woke up around 4am hacking my brains out. i took a swig of some cough medicine and put on the second disc of the third season of aqua teen hunger force and tried to fall back to sleep. i woke up again around noon thirty. there is a dog that lives in the yard next door to my house. i don't think it ever shuts up, well it probably does when i'm not trying to sleep, but i assume those like five hours of the day don't really count. i came downstairs to find my computer had restarted itself, there for no one got to see the bitchy away message i left up last night. oh well. with no drive to do anything constructive today, holding over my bad mood of last night i decided to watch The Polar Express. wow. i can't even begin to explain to you how ridiculous this movie was. i think tom hanks did all the voice overs himself, even the little black girl and the jewish elf. if i had to pick a favorite character in this horrible movie, it would be the latter. it was infact slightly heart warming, if you like that type of thing, which i usually don't. it sort of pissed me off that the only people in the movie that had names were the kids little sister (sarah) and the little poor kid (billy), everyone else was just...tom hanks. i know after i saw the terminal (or should i say the first five mintues of the terminal after which i became violently ill and pressed stop), i haven't had the same respect for tom hanks. oh well. that's about all i have to say for now, i'm going to go back to coughing. have a nice day.