Rest in Peace, Jared.
You will be missed.

Damn. Damn. Damn.

This is absolutely the worst I've ever felt. Ever ( Read more... )

In the past five days I've been to the movies twice: once for The Ballad of Ricky Bobby, once for The Descent--and had a surprisingly good time at both. I didn't think I'd find Talladega Nights remotely funny, but I laughed my ass off. The Descent wins the award for Most Repeated, Blatant Uses of Symbolism in a Movie Ever, but I think its one of ( Read more... )

Who wants to go see Snakes on a Plane with me?

Come on. You know you want to.

My family got into a huge, long screaming match last night. I thought my parents were going to attack each other, they were so angry ( Read more... )

You haven't really lived until a 12-year old tells you, with all sincerity:

"You know, you remind me of Jack Nicholson's character in The ShiningAlso, my mother is worried about my social life--particularlly my social life concerning guys. I give you the following exchange ( Read more... )

So, I haven't been much fun the past week. I've been sullen and moping, and I haven't really been able to offer a good explination as to why. I've mentiond little tidbits of crap that've been happing, but really, nothing serious enough to put me in such a bad mood. Well, here's the truth of it: I'm upset because one of my best friends left and ( Read more... )

Throught the wonderful powers of YouTube, I am now in possesion of a live video of Elton John performing the beautiful Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters ( Read more... )

Dear Blockbuster ( Read more... )

I'm currently caught in a Catch-22: I have so much I need to say, but nobody to say it to. And the things I need to say are not things you can post on the Internet. Well, you could; in fact, most people do, but I've never been the type of person to pour my heart out at the drop of a hat ( Read more... )