February 9th, 2009

I love my hand!

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Is it pathetic that I want to see "He's Just Not That Into You" just because Roxy from "Hannah Montana" was in the preview? (I also must admit that I watched "Good Luck Chuck" because Hillary from "Kyle XY" was in it briefly... and topless in one scene.) Heh, maybe I'll Netflix it when it's out on DVD, so I can secretly watch it in the privacy of my own home without running into anyone I know at the movie theater who'll laugh at me for watching a chick flick. I have weird motives for watching some movies.

I don't know what was going on with my unconscious last night, because I was dreaming about the Rock of Love Bus (for the second time this week), Optimus Prime, the queens in "RuPaul's Drag Race," and going to hell even though I wasn't dead to rescue some friends who were also not dead. (Hell was more like the dimmed bottom floor of an office building, and I was just trying to sneak some people past a businesswoman who was standing in the hall.)