if i could stop yawning, i'd laugh

[phineasjones]

ok, i'm laughing anyway. i dreamed that my dad was dating sean bean. ... hahahaha! i kept catching them snuggling and such things. and i knew they were sleeping together. oh my goodness. i think about 3 people reading this have met my dad and thus realize the absolute bizarreness of this dream. just... bizarre.

church today. blah. the topic - god's dream. it's based on this thing a kid wrote for last year's coming of age service. snore. if they don't pay me today, i'm setting the place on fire. it's been a month, fuckers, and my rent is due tuesday.

rach and i watched a movie last night... i think it's called storytelling. it was fucked up. i didn't like it at all. icky icky icky. (that's my mature and thoughtful criticism.) but the weirdest part was that there was a scene censored by the video store (i assume it was the store). a nasty sex scene's going on and all of a sudden a big red box appears over the people. subtle.

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[jrivka.livejournal.com]

actually, that big red box was put there by the director.

it was supposed to be meaningful.

that movie sucked. a lot.

[phineasjones.livejournal.com]

you're kidding! whywhywhy would anyone do that. wow. that really was a bad movie. i'm glad to hear someone else feels that way - it was somehow truly profound and i just missed it.

[jrivka.livejournal.com]

oh, no. if there was some profoundness [ profoundity? ], myself, my mother, and most of the critics missed it, too...
it just sucked. really. a lot.