Ugh. Late.

I managed to pick up copies of Castlevania: Symphony of the Night and Mega Man X6 (yes, Brian, a new Mega Man clone!) at Costco for pretty darn cheap today. I haven’t played them yet, but I have high hopes.

Eric called me up tonight, and so we chatted over my strawberry shake and Eric’s Shari’s Delight, and then watched absolutely horrid movie trailers on Apple’s QuickTime movie site.

Despite the pain, we kept watching one horrid trailer after another. We also stood witness to the decomposition of childhood friends into cold hard cash (Piglet? How could you? The Cat in the Hat? Sacrilege!), and I think I became more worldly by watching trailers (Iraq! Israel! India! Random Legend-Bearing People! Victor!) than I’ve ever been before in my life. And I owe it all to the Cannes Film Festival, which—I swear—makes up an award for every movie that’s entered in the festival. “Winner: Best Use of Discarded TP Roll, Cannes 2003.”

I’ll be sure to thank Cannes, personally, for doling out awards to some of the dullest movies with trailers that I’ve ever laid eyes on…tomorrow. It’s way too late for me tonight. I’m not even sure why I’m updating this blog, since I told Eric I wasn’t going to. Probably best for everyone to just forget this entry, OK?

And, for the love of all that is good and right in the world, don’t follow the links in this post. Treasure the life you’ve been given; don’t squander it as I have.


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