Okay. A few things:
1. Motherfucking Snakes on a Plane = win. Shit, there is so much win in that film that I need to see it again just to make sure I have it all in my head. Things I enjoyed and still remember, in no particular order:
Dick-biting--"Get off my dick!"
The kickboxer smashing that motherfucking snake's head in
Motherfucking anaconda eating a dude's head
Said motherfucking anaconda flying out of the hole in the airplane (WHAM!)
The Line
Gamer landing
Harpooned motherfucking sidewinder
Microwave
Samuel L. Jackson snatching the gun from 3G's hand all casual like, "BAM, *****!"
2. I'm all moved in. My roommate has made a good impression on me. Or maybe his parents have. When I came in, my bed was lofted, and we had this incredible carpeting job. The entire floor is carpeted with the most comfortable berber carpet. It's so cozy. I get the impression, though, that his parents (who seem, judging by the way my roommate and his sister describe it, obsessive-compulsive) did most of it. He's still a cool guy, though. A little nerdy, too. I think I'll get along with him. Moreso than I did with my roomie last year.
And that's that. I think I'll hit the hay now.