There's a water at the edge of my desk that I am currently on... and it's not mine. It's my sister's friend that is over... and she took one sip and put it down on the edge of the table. I keep staring at it waiting for it to be moved/empty alas, it is not. Thankfully it had no ice in there to melt and create a ring on my table. I have never been this crazy about things like this in my entire life. Alright, I moved it, and grabbed a coaster for my drink. It's all good now.
This movie isn't all that funny. Harold & Kumar: Escape from Guantanamo Bay. I expected it to be better. A lot. The only thought through my head while watching this movie is "Oh right, I'm gay." And me mumbling about ignorance in my mind. The "Oh right, I'm gay" part is jokingly of course. Mostly when they were talking about ... how Harold & Kumar were supposed to suck this guys dick and he said he wasn't gay but they were gay for sucking his dick. Which... doesn't make sense. It does make sense I suppose in some.. weird odd way. But doesn't. At the same time. And they were having this bottomless party in which this guy was sporting a Sasquatch (or whatever hairy beast you can think of) bush. It was disgusting. Not a high point of the movie.
But I won't rant anymore about movies. I really want tea. I've had a real urge to drink tea for a really long time.
Today was boring.
To do list:
Finish To Kill A Mockingbird
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