Bought 2 DVDs today because they were $5 each- "Bedazzled," which is kinda cute and has Brendan Frazier in it, and "Nosferatu," cuz it's a CLASSIC! I haven't seen all of it, but I have a fondness for horrible campy 20s movies. At least, I like to think I do.
There was a huge, "Men In Black"-type silverfish in the bathroom today, and I screamed and ran around shrieking and bemoaning R's absence (as the manly bug-killer), and then hoovered the sucker up, followed by a couple of wet tissues. Then I did a victory dance in the shower, singing "I'm gonna knock you out, Momma said knock you out!!" That kept me going for most of the day.
Something stuck in my throat, and not in the good way.
Readin' sort of "5th Elephant."
Listenin' to Sims "pause" music. "Do do do dooooo do, do do do dooooo do..."
Thinkin' about coke.
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