Friday, December 30, 2005

never talk to strangers in bars.

this is my new rule. if you start talking to them you end up at the gentry (yes, i know it was my idea to let him buy us one more drink--i thought he'd be amusing!) listening to mediocre cabaret and ignoring the hand squeezing your knee.

so follow ding's advice and don't talk to strangers in bars. instead, go see munich. it'll satisfy your jones for a movie that's 'meaningful' as well as your desire to look at hotness: it has him (rowr) in it - and him and him! squee!

(of course, if you're a glutton for punishment try seeing 'syriana' and 'munich' back to back. you'll either want to join a sleeper cell or blow your brains out.)

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