It's worth mentioning that yesterday I finally saw Hollywood & Highland, which I liked very much. The salesgirl at Benetton was totally insolent, and if somehow you're reading this, yeah that means you and you're a bitch! Reyna and I found at least 5 or 6 things she should not have said or done, but despite all of that she still managed to fleece us of $160. Having once worked at Benetton, I know exactly what kind of commission she gets and what kind of a coup that was.
I had macaroni and cheese for dinner. A friend had a bad experience with this in 1994 and I'm already starting to empathize. General Rule: Do not eat macaroni and cheese too quickly. It's served as a blob and it will sit in your stomach as one.
Po and I went to the Vietnamese supermarket and stocked up on coconut juice -- the craving continues. Between us, we have 15 cans which I believe we both plan to consume by the end of the week.
Yesterday, I gave up something else for my mock Lent. This will have to endure for the whole 40 days: shopping. Coffee and shopping. If these sacrifices do not bring me to mock Heaven, what will?
It's Oscar is a Southern Gentleman night on Turner Movie Classics and I caught Bette Davis in "Jezebel" and of course, "Gone With the Wind," of which I only watched a few scenes, since I save the annual festival for spring break. I pick a day where I isolate myself in a dark room, with the curtains drawn, make sure my bed has blankets strewn all over it, and lay on my side engrossed for the full 4 hours. If things go my way, the weather on the day of the festival is hot but breezy enough for me to feel comfortable. When it's over, it's about 5:00 PM and the sun is just right, so I draw open the curtains. Here's to being 13 years old again.
posted by Lucy Sloan @ 7:59 PM
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