and then i watched before night falls, and i cried.

lest you think i have good taste, and am unbearably emotional, i also watched mouline rouge, and i will not be the 234958724397528356234th person to say "wow, ewan mcgregor's got pipes" because although it was really amazing to look at, they murdered so many songs, not the least of which was 'gorecki' by lamb that i cannot advocate that movie in the least (don't get me started on what a scabby blech nicole kidman is...vom vom!), rush hour 2 because jackie chan is the fucking man, and crouching tiger hidden dragon because jen from cthd was in rush hour 2 and she played a BAD ASS, so i had to go to the video store and buy it. cthd, that is.

not rush hour 2. i mean, jackie chan's the man, but i don't want to own it. so, i bought return of the dragon instead. for the SCENE. you know the one, with chuck norris and his unbelievable chest hair.

my stomach hurts from too much coffee and my fingers are shaking.