I swear, either me or my friend (definitely my friend) was being hit on by a guy in our microbiology class. And I swear he was in his 30s.
No, he wasn't my type. So no worries on that end.
I carved a pumpkin whose name is Mr. B. Pumpkin Head. When I carve a pumpkin with
ashlle1 and Cherry, her name will be Ms. Ima Pumpkin Gut. Mr. B. Pumpkin Head is sitting on the table currently.
Oh, the guy who hit on my friend? Well, he proposed that he and his friend sell back the tickets to us at reduced cost. The reason for this was that they had paid for the double feature, but only went to the Exorcist (the movie we really wanted to see) and had tickets to Pyscho which was also playing and part of the double feature.
So we saw Psycho tonight. And it was funny. I loved it. I even managed to make fun of President Bush while watching it. That movie is *so* very quotable.
But I don't think the scariness factor was helped by the fact that everyone in the audience laughed throughout the movie.
And yes, I have finally gotten more romance novels to read. Weee...That is one of my guilty pleasures. I swear, its escapism at its finest. Especially ones dealing with time travel and hot hot loving featuring your scotsman of choice and your lady fair. Beautiful.
Heh. Erotic literature. Norman Bates had too much fun listening to that stuff...I wonder who was jerking him off, his mother or himself? Ok, gross...but anyway...