From the "Not really a Compliment per se" department:
From a TV advert: "
The New World is the best historical romance since
Titanic" (in other words, overly campy and completely inaccurate?)
From the "Hi, Welcome to Last Year!" department:
I finally saw
Closer last night. OMG Clive Owen. [Call me!] He was good to look at in
King Arthur. He was very good in
Sin City. He absolutely
owned this movie. (Which, incidentally, if you're looking for a feel-good-about-being-single film? Rent this now. It will fill you with the warm glow of schadenfreude).
From the "Dork Jamboree" Desk:
ALL DAY ALL DAY (watch them all fall down) ALL DAY ALL DAY DOMINO DANCING....
From the "Diet? What Diet?" Department:
quasisonic let me bogart some of her & Puck's pizza tonight. Which is good. After the sucktastic day I had, I was so not in the mood to cook (unless maybe I got to kill dinner myself, but nah. Too tired.). I also went on a bit of a chocolate bender this afternoon. Those little Pereguina bite-sized truffles? DEATH. (yummy chocolate death, but still, death). All today was lacking in the suck-o-meter was the injury of a body part.
From the "I Wish I Had Your Problems" division:
Whoever thought that planning a trip to the Caribbean would be so damn hard?
From the OMGWTFBBQ Department:
Hey thunderstorm? You're about 6 months early!!! What the hell?!
Okay, this joke is really getting old. Enough of this.