Lordy, Lordy! It's hide the egg day!

Now, I sincerely hope everyone indulged in a good ol' fashioned hunt for chocolate! I know I did!

Oy. Disney movies are so predictable. I saw Hannah Montana yesterday with Savanna. The whole time we were like, "Oh, you know they're gonna hoook up." or "He's gonna be there at the right place and the right time..." or other things like, "Creepy British guy's gonna have an epiphany." But, despite the corny Disney antics, I fucking loved that movie. It was great, we sang along during some parts. The weirdest thing, though, was that half the people there were middle-aged and without children.... My step-mom and I decided that they were all there just to oggle Billy Ray.

So, my aunt uses any excuse to give presents. And this year, for Easter, she gave me AN ORIGINAL PRODUCTION SHOT FROM AN EPISODE OF REMINGTON STEEEEEELLLLEEEEEE! A good episode, too. Damn, I nearly peed myself. Actually, I may have screamed. Don't remember.

<sub>"Thank heavans you're who you say you are, Mr. Steele!"

*does the shifty eyes* "Yes, well..."</sub>