gonna see a movie called gunga din

[new_fangled]

dear frank,
remember how you always knew when food was ready? i'm making cupcakes tomorrow and am nervous as i don't have your capabilities nearby to say "they're done!!"
also, the bottle of makers' i bought for us to share is almost half empty. please hurry up and come.
your everlasting friend,
xxxx xxxxx

p.s. what was that movie that i walked into where someone got ass-raped in the desert? i ask, because it traumatized me so much that i'd like to make sure that i never inadvertantly place it on my netflix queue. and just for good measure, what country was that movie from?

p.p.s.
a brief refresher, to get you up to the speed,
life = pretty shitty, kindof worrisome.
work = not too bad (as long as i get to read the wall street journal and newsweek. seriously!)
health = i ran one mile today, that's a total of 75.3 calories burned (like it was worth it?!)
love = nonexistant
family = real only in dreams (like that one i had last night where hannah and steffie cradled each other as they slept in a lawn chair... on thanksgiving)
showers = good only half the time

for real, goodbye,
yours,
a little out of tune.