The World of Warcraft movie is really going to exist, huh? I can’t believe it. Every time I think it’s drifted into the Ether, some new development is rocketed around the inter-pipes. Forcing me to go, “oh yeah fuck, huh?” The latest example of this is the announcement of a filming start date.

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The latest Funny or Die jam has Samuel L. Jackson and Anne Hathaway debating which one of their Christmas-release movies is more sad. Just watch it.

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Man, I’m eating my feelings lately. Straight-up gorging. My bikini body is suffering, yo. I think it’s safe to say that I slather on another pound or three every time I’m tasked with writing a paper. Got this weird as fuck schedule riffing right now too, where I’m on campus until 9 pm. No gym. Mucho food. Gotta cut back. Not this week though! Why? It’s America Fuck Yeah! week. An abridged existence for those of us slaving it out in the United. I am eagerly anticipating stuffing gullet with many a chlorine-soaked beef patty and unethically snuffed chicken. There will be a momentary pause as I mourn the animals, before respecting their sacrifice by ingesting them with a fervor.

This is Monday Morning Commute, the column where we all share the various arts and artifices we’re employing to get us through the week. Won’t you be my date on this fairest of occasions?

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Oh fucking great! Listen, one of the perks of going to Best Buy to snag a motherfucking video game is my ability to navigate the aisles, snag my shit, and get the fuck out. No douchebags trying to sell me warranties on the disc, no fuckheads asking me if I want to preorder anything. It’s everything a trip to Gamestop isn’t. It appears all of that is about to change.

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