| Current mood: |  lethargic |
| Current music: | Fight, by The Cure |
I seriously gotta quit agreeing to see movies with my parents before I've double- and triple-checked for embarrassing content. I mean, REALLY, if I have to sit through one more graphic sex scene with my parents, I'm going to stab myself in the eye with my slushie straw. I saw Munich tonight, and although it was good overall, beware of more than one VERY graphic nude shot (including male nudity *shudders*) and a couple prolonged hump sessions -_- ...I remain unamused by this gravitation these scenes seem to have to me when I'm watching something with Mom and Dad.
Anyway, that's all for now... well, that, and the fact that I'm hoping Andrea's baby is okay, since she was supposed to call me today to let me know if they'd get to go home from the hospital and didn't. (Her baby not only had been born jaundiced but later wasn't eating enough and had(has?) low levels of blood sugar, etc.) Just keep Dillon, Andrea, and their baby Hayden in your prayers, as they will be in mine.
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