One month late.

I've been informed that I totally missed Amber and my one-year friendaversary.

Well don't I feel like an ass, now?

No, no I don't. Because let's face it... I'm the man. I don't pay attention to these things. Criminy, next she'll be wanting me to notice when she gets a haircut or a pretty new dress. Does she expect me to pay attention to her all the time? I work like a dog All. Day. Long. and is it SO WRONG to think I should be able to eat a hot dinner when I get home? Now get me a damn beer, woman, I'm gonna go watch the game.

All... that... aside, Amber is awesome, and I bless the moment I decided to put 'MST3K' on my little Blogger list of interests. That's right, I may not remember the date, but I remember what brought us together: sarcastic robots.

I think Shakespeare said it best: 'Tis not a friendship truer than one built upon snarky automatons.

Shakespeare was one silly bitch.