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Can't sleep so I thought I'd spam everyone. I'm considerate that way.
Saw The Wedding Date last weekend. Pretty good movie... if you are an avid romance novel reader. I'm fairly positive I have at least three (probably more) books with a nearly identical plot line on my shelf at home. However, if you are looking for a bit of light fluff (and that one guy's nekkid tushy) then you should definitely go see it. Cause there is tushy. Cute tushy.
Tonight I managed to catch a classic that I haven't seen since I lived at home with the parents. Night of the Creeps. I love that movie. "I've got good news and bad news. Good news is that your dates are here. Bad news is they're dead." It's got a crazy-escaped-loony-ax-murderer-turned-space-zombie, a detective who is stuck in the fifties, pledge pranks, the stuffed puppy of doom, killer slugs and the movie continually mocks itself. What's not to love?
Found the missing cat from the previous post.
Had a pretty traumatic scare when I realized that Colonel Brandon was gnawing on the Raid Ant poison disc that was accidentally left in the room CB was baby-gated into. Much tears and several frantic phone calls. He seems to be doing well. Actually, he acts like nothing was ever wrong, so I'm taking that as a good sign.
So very tired.
Saw The Wedding Date last weekend. Pretty good movie... if you are an avid romance novel reader. I'm fairly positive I have at least three (probably more) books with a nearly identical plot line on my shelf at home. However, if you are looking for a bit of light fluff (and that one guy's nekkid tushy) then you should definitely go see it. Cause there is tushy. Cute tushy.
Tonight I managed to catch a classic that I haven't seen since I lived at home with the parents. Night of the Creeps. I love that movie. "I've got good news and bad news. Good news is that your dates are here. Bad news is they're dead." It's got a crazy-escaped-loony-ax-murderer-turned-space-zombie, a detective who is stuck in the fifties, pledge pranks, the stuffed puppy of doom, killer slugs and the movie continually mocks itself. What's not to love?
Found the missing cat from the previous post.
Had a pretty traumatic scare when I realized that Colonel Brandon was gnawing on the Raid Ant poison disc that was accidentally left in the room CB was baby-gated into. Much tears and several frantic phone calls. He seems to be doing well. Actually, he acts like nothing was ever wrong, so I'm taking that as a good sign.
So very tired.