plinth the sleem

That is what Lee woke me up at 4am to tell me. Plinth the sleem. There was a whole lot more too, words that almost make sense but actually don’t. This last one sounded so funny that I laughed and that woke him up and he laughed too.
The insurance company won’t give us a rental car. They also logged the call wrong on Saturday by misspelling Lee’s last name, so it had to be re-logged yesterday.

I really hate waiting for buses. I don’t mind actually catching them, it’s the waiting that I hate. You’ve got this uncertainty. Maybe you’ve missed the bus. Maybe it’s not coming. Maybe it got cancelled and you didn’t know.
Maybe I should try catching the train instead.

Tried to watch Confessions of a Dangerous Mind last night. It’s too long and not good enough. The main problem being that you don’t like the main character. In Catch Me if you Can you were kind of rooting for Leo. In this one I just didn’t care about him at all. I wanted him to marry Drew Barrymore but he was too scared of commitment. I wanted him to stop whining but he wouldn’t. I even wanted him to look less dopey. He didn’t do that either. Plus there’s the whole ‘is this true or not?’ thing. But I am inclined to believe that he’s schizophrenic like the Beautiful Mind guy.
So, in conclusion, it was too long so we didn’t see how it ends.