Four teens, driving their way to a cemetary, argue over who is most sexually adequate..
I accidently threw away the paper cup that had the actual quote in it.
A couple weeks ago I started to fill out an lj questionaire pertaining to the last year, and comparing it to your expectations and wishes of the next. It took me 7-8 questions and answers to realize I'm disgustingly content. Disgustingly happy is a stretch. I don't quite want to swing from tree tops and brag constantly, but I'm complacenct enough to hesitate for a looooong time when asked 'what do you hope for in the new year?' I can't think of anything too strange and new, other than taking more notes on readings (upon a final read of this entry I realize that is neither strange nor new). I should also stop watching less soap operas, but that's more of an evaluation of the last week and a half, and is a habit that should dissappear as soon as I'm without a tv. Passions is getting really, really horrible, but still gets me curious enough to im Z-woman in the middle of the night about Sheridan's baby.
Which got me to thinking about how fun it would be to be a writer for a soap opera. It was a combination of things that 'inspired' me really. The nostalgia for writing English 9 scripts. Post OC ims with Ben, during which we speculate the next plot twist. But mostly, my knack for remembering only the worst movie lines, mostly. While speaking to Triple Threat the other day, I was able to respond to nearly everything with some cheesy line. (i.e. "Sometimes the things your most afraid of in life, are the most worthwhile.") Maybe since I've averaged a movie/2 days.
Proof I love hollywood. I saw this anti-Dean advertisement for the umpteenth time today. But this time I was really eating sushi and drinking a latte.
things to do before I leave
+register to vote
+write meeting rsvp
+go to beers books
"Everyone knows that crocodiles and babies go together like elderly people and cobras."