Charlotte is on the corner with doubt.
*The dreaded/anxiously anticipated Move is over. A few boxes still litter our floors, but Julie and I have successfully began our cohabitation. Julie's parents never fail to amuse us - on Saturday her mother pulled her aside and said, quite seriously, "I hope you and Charlotte will remain good friends." Julie replied, "We will. I just hope she doesn't get tired of dealing with my shit." Her father then cut in with, "Yea, thats what we meant."
*I hate facebook. Its cluttered and ridiculous and if one more person tags me on a quiz, or in a photo where my face does not even appear, I will fucking delete it.
*"Wolverine" was a cheesetastic mess. It was over the top and laughably bad. LAUGHABLY bad meaning = awesome along the lines of Roadhouse. I walked out of that movie and wanted to pounce on the first dude wearing a shirt with an open collar that exposed chest hair. Or punch a wall. The testosterone was overwhelming. The guy who played "Gambit" was adorable - although I may just be saying that because Gambit was my favorite character... And I'd like to go on record as saying that the brunette had a honked up nose. Not cute. Sorry Julie. Nope.
*I leave for Alabama on Wednesday! I would be more excited about this if I wasn't so preoccupied with The Move.
*I met my new kitty on Thursday and he/she is a teeny tiny little fluffball. He/she cannot be more than 4 weeks old right now and is itty bitty enough to fit in my hand. I should be able to pick him/her up in a few weeks. I'm fairly sure its a boy but is too fluffy to tell for certain. Should it be a boy his name will be Spencer, and if its a girl it will be Delores. I don't care that Justin thinks Delores is a horrible name. I have committed his hatred of the name to memory, and will suggest it in the future for any unborn children.
*I want another tattoo. Badly. Very badly.
*"Religulous" is a hilarious movie. Bill Mahr's hair is also hilarious. C'mon Bill, you aren't fooling me - teasing your hair into a sweet Nicholas Cage blowout does not hide the fact that you're balding.
*I hate facebook. Its cluttered and ridiculous and if one more person tags me on a quiz, or in a photo where my face does not even appear, I will fucking delete it.
*"Wolverine" was a cheesetastic mess. It was over the top and laughably bad. LAUGHABLY bad meaning = awesome along the lines of Roadhouse. I walked out of that movie and wanted to pounce on the first dude wearing a shirt with an open collar that exposed chest hair. Or punch a wall. The testosterone was overwhelming. The guy who played "Gambit" was adorable - although I may just be saying that because Gambit was my favorite character... And I'd like to go on record as saying that the brunette had a honked up nose. Not cute. Sorry Julie. Nope.
*I leave for Alabama on Wednesday! I would be more excited about this if I wasn't so preoccupied with The Move.
*I met my new kitty on Thursday and he/she is a teeny tiny little fluffball. He/she cannot be more than 4 weeks old right now and is itty bitty enough to fit in my hand. I should be able to pick him/her up in a few weeks. I'm fairly sure its a boy but is too fluffy to tell for certain. Should it be a boy his name will be Spencer, and if its a girl it will be Delores. I don't care that Justin thinks Delores is a horrible name. I have committed his hatred of the name to memory, and will suggest it in the future for any unborn children.
*I want another tattoo. Badly. Very badly.
*"Religulous" is a hilarious movie. Bill Mahr's hair is also hilarious. C'mon Bill, you aren't fooling me - teasing your hair into a sweet Nicholas Cage blowout does not hide the fact that you're balding.