Saturday, November 15, 2008
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I saw this last night. Afterwards, I may have pulled a muscle straining to maintain casual conversation.
Hilarious. Beautiful. Indescribably sad.
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I saw this last night. Afterwards, I may have pulled a muscle straining to maintain casual conversation.
Hilarious. Beautiful. Indescribably sad.
Who am I? Well, who the hell are you?
- -j-j-
- I have been grinding away at the same thing for twenty years and now the plan I thought I had a firm grip on just fell into an open sewer. Damn. That was my only copy, too.
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I so hated that movie. I thought it was the most intensely navel-gazing piece of tripe ever. The performances were good but in that context it was almost incomprehensible. Great song.
I'm not surprised. I know how much you hate that stuff.
Diff'rent Storks for Diff'rent Dorks.
I knew you would like it, too. And if I was with you when I saw it, it might be different. But no, I saw it with Andrew and we were both like, ugh. And then I saw Zach when I was waiting for Andrew and I knew he saw it and loved it (and hated it out of jealousy) and I couldn't even say hi. Across the board home run. I am gay/lame.
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