Just this week I told Esther that Morgan Freeman was a national treasure, and now I read on Yahoo news he has been injured in a car accident. I am flipping out. I love that man.

The bar was what it was. I was going to write a long entry about it, but I can't be bothered to do so when our national treasure is in "serious condition". Atlanta was fun, though. Did I need a comma after fun? I love my sister and wish we lived closer, and assuming I find a job, we will live closer soon. The problem is, I don't really want most of the jobs I am qualified for--they are so freaking boring. I may have to settle for a paycheck for a while.