May 05, 2007 16:12
You are a good woman...I am a good man...
akhfjdsg So I'm sitting in my kitchen looking out the window into my backyard when my brother walks up the lawn carrying new lawn chairs. At first I thought he was wearing a toque, which is strange because it's nice and springy weather. Turns out that my mum took him to get his hair dyed this morning, it's black.
Black. Black. Black.
He is turning more and more into the brother from Little Miss Sunshine every day. Except that I love the Little Miss Sunshine guy and my brother is stinky and gross. As his personal stylist (alhgkdjsas I wish...) I'm not sure what I think about this...I mean the black does make his teenstache less noticeable. :P Maybe he'll finally embrace teh emo and allow me to enforce the side part.
Speaking of emo kids, has anyone seen Spider Man 3 yet? Don't.
At one point, everyone in the theatre stood up to leave...then the movie continued to the big collective sigh everyone in the room.
If you've seen any ads for it, you'd know that spidey gets a black costume this movie, which I'll assume that you'd assume that makes him turn evil. This assumption is correct, except that for some reason when Peter Parker is evil, slash tough, slash aggressive, it is accompanied with emo bangs, eyeliner, impersonations of the Fonz, oh and musical dance numbers. Also the quote at the beginning of this entry is from the movie. Doesn't that leave you with high expectations?!!!
Ok I'm being unfair...everything in this movie is pretty good except for Tobey Maguire.
P.S. It's great to be a teenager reason number 57: you know everyone who works in every store ever. I got many free things from Second Cup and a cute tank top at half price from Gap. Um...score?
P.P.S. The lawn chairs are ridiculous and fold up on you while your sitting in them.
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