I remember I had the Jim West sunglass from Burger King and my mother and I saw an advance screening because we won tickets from a radio station.

I don't even think I've seen that entire movie all the way through, even as a kid. It was like visual suicide.

Yeah, it's like 75 minutes of Kevin Kline in drag and 15 minutes giant steam spider.

Oh! I remember that part. Unfortunately.

Oh, and 5 minutes of Woll Smoth in drag. It's been coming on the movie channels a lot lately, I haven't managed to avoid it completely.

I vaguely remember that. But what I remember most is burger king whoring out that fucking movie, accompanied with the smell of greasy cardboard.

Om nom, saturated post-consumer plant fiber.

Why am I so fucking tired? It's not even 10!

Go browse Craiglist personals to lift your spirits

Oh dear god, I think I'll do that.

A bulb just burnt out in my lamp.

http://denver.craigslist.org/rnr/1251315518.html

I rofl'd

i haven't eaten in 3 days just because i don't feel like it. nothing looks good at all.




that's a kitten.

Wat

So, you need recipes for cooking a cute kitty?

that ain't healthy. you still sick?

i've had a sinful amount of fresh blueberries today. someone picked em from a farm and gave me a huge bagful. they're so good

NO KITTENS IN MY BLENDER

anyway goodnight everyone. i'm taking the phone off the hook and going back to bed.



sick in the head.

Umm...

bardot had the best lips ever