I have to wonder about the structural integrity of our apartment. I had a little chat with our neighbor downstairs this evening and apparently I knocked the ceiling fan down because of Wii Fit. We received a note from the office stating that our downstairs neighbors had complained of excessive noise. The office even asked in the note if we had a weight machine that was being used in the morning. Confused by this, I stopped by the neighbor's apartment because I gave up on doing jumping jacks while I brush my teeth a long time ago. Come to find out that the neighbors didn't complain, but apparently after a couple jogging sessions from me in Wii Fit, their ceiling fan fell out of the ceiling, hanging there by just the wires. I apologized for their ceiling fan and they apologized that the office sent us a complaint letter. No harm, no foul and nobody was mad. I guess that means no more jogging in Wii Fit though. Oh darn.

Although it's been an extremely tiring week because I foolishly thought I could run 3 training sessions a day all week, I managed to scrape up a review for Mamma Mia. Looks like a restful weekend since the new releases are slim. Clone Wars is on hold until next week as we celebrate our anniversary. Our first date was a midnight showing of Empire Strikes Back, so it seems fitting we should wait.

I've posted a review for the cheesiest movie of the year, The Mummy: Curse of the Dragon Emperor. I'm too tired to do anything else, so enjoy.