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Sep. 13th, 2003 01:06 amWell, I'm becoming compulsively lonely. I need someone to talk to all the time. Preferably someone not related to me (the cat, if you care, counts as related.)
I saw Matchstick Men. Pretty damn good movie. The end was kinda strange. But that's okay.
I also watched a couple Six Feet Under's. I saw the one where Brenda asks Nate "will you be my wife?" which got When My Boy Walks Down the Street in my head. I need to get out of my Magnetic Fields funk, but its too fun to care.
Michael C. Hall and Amy Spanger have to be the cutest couple ever. I've never seen them together, but seperately they're adorable, so together....
Oh, and Johnny Cash is dead. Dead, I say! (And John Ritter, who will be always remembered as an afterthought on his death. And as a sitcom actor. oh well.)
I saw Matchstick Men. Pretty damn good movie. The end was kinda strange. But that's okay.
I also watched a couple Six Feet Under's. I saw the one where Brenda asks Nate "will you be my wife?" which got When My Boy Walks Down the Street in my head. I need to get out of my Magnetic Fields funk, but its too fun to care.
Michael C. Hall and Amy Spanger have to be the cutest couple ever. I've never seen them together, but seperately they're adorable, so together....
Oh, and Johnny Cash is dead. Dead, I say! (And John Ritter, who will be always remembered as an afterthought on his death. And as a sitcom actor. oh well.)
