Monday, March 12, 2007

Absent Hearts Grow Fonder? You'd Actually Be Dead.

Maybe you're all "what's the deal with this girl?" Maybe you're not. Then, why are you reading? Then, why are you reading?
The deal is this: I got a new computer, a new internets connection, a new business, and now I'm in the process of congealing (concealing?) them all until they're ready to be unveiled.
I'm a lot like the magicians in The Prestige, which I met and loved this weekend. And I only napped through 3 minutes. World record. Hello, Prestige. You're intriguing. Call me.
Not since Tideland has a movie required such active participation as an audience member. True, a large part of my responsibility was being angry every time Scarlips Johansboobs appeared.
Hahaha. Scarlips.
Gross.

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