worst movie ever. it went from one year to 12 years later and i couldn't understand them. all i knew was that reese witherspoon was a hooker in the end. it was...weird.
today i bought garden state, pieces of april, and without a paddle. oh yes, awesome movies. now that's good acting, seriously. if you don't appreciate the fact that katie holmes's only good movie was a cheap one, then you can be shot. i can make it happen....possibly.
im not having coherent thoughts. i wonder...why? not really. i know the reason. but you will never know.
speaking of a completely unrelated topic, chris and his friend came over last night and drank margaritas. there was a point when they were trying to convince my 16 yearold brother to drive them to a hotel and pick up 18 yearold cheerleaders on prom night. not a very fun topic to hear about. ugh.
oh the simpsons are hilarious. i love that stephen hawking...
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