I need this to be confirmed for me. I'm sick, but I'm not feeling too terrbile. But people keep telling me how bad I look and sound. So I'm not sure if this is reality or some fever dream mash-up of disease-crazy phrases.

I was looking for movies to watch online and came across "Sodium Babies: A Tale of a Vampire Ghoul."The review at the bottom of ( Read more... )

Last weekend I went apartment-hunting with Ian and then to Harris' annual picnic ( Read more... )

My iritis is back. Well, it's been back a week. But now my eye is swelling and I can't leave my room. Again. Just like last December. So I called in sick and scheduled an appointment. And I'm eating cookies and watching "Cars" because all the little boys I work with have "Cars" backpacks and like doing the puzzles with Lightning McQueen on them ( Read more... )

So how is that blowjob scene in "Hot Tub Time Machine" not rape ( Read more... )

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This is probably why none of my friends will agree to have a movie night with me anymore.

Watching my 6th grade English/History teacher in "Puddle Cruiser" makes me feel better. If anyone has seen this movie or plans on it, she's Allison Clapp and plays Emily. I forgot how young she was when she started teaching ( Read more... )

There was a birthday party at a preschool I went to today, and there was a piñata. The boys were fine. The girls, however, beat the ever-loving Christ out of that thing. I jumped a few times. One girl, about three-feet high, ran in swinging the bat in the air before she even had time to connect. She was out for blood (in chocolate form ( Read more... )

I've gotta see "Wolverine" again.

X-Men is like crack to me.

I just saw "Wolverine." And I feel absolutely terrible. That was the worst movie I've seen in a loooong, long time. So many plot holes, so many cliches, so predictable, so melodramatic, so irrational, so stupid, didn't correspond with the movies it's supposedly a prequel of. It had no redeeming qualities save that it was entertaining to make fun of ( Read more... )

I just finished watching the 1971 "Mayor of Casterbridge." I was supposed to read it for my Thomas Hardy class last year, but... didn't.

That movie wrecked me. I almost cried. I've never cried at a movie before. I hate Thomas Hardy sometimes, making me feel things...