My platonic bf, KC, and I went to see this tonight. It was good … entertaining. Not the best movie ever but pretty fun. It was actually difficult for me to follow the plot because Gwenyth Paltrow (in a totally retarded throw-away gf role that anyone could have played) was wearing the most EXQUISITE Louboutin ankle-strap stilettos. As far as I’m concerned, her shoes really stole the show from all the other actors. Just ridic. As I was telling K.C., shoes are really like porn to me. I felt way more of a sexual longing for the shoes than I did for Robert Downey, Jr. Sad really. I’m not sure if that’s a reflection on me or RDJ’s sex appeal, or lack thereof.
In any case, the funniest part of the movie was toward the end when one character says “It’s not my first time at the rodeo.” I knew that was a real expression!!!!!!!! K.C. and I totally stared at each other in disbelief. I have totally weird movie karma with K.C. The last time we saw a movie together, my arch-nemesis, David Spade, was at the theater! So odd. I can barely wait to find out what happens the next time we go to the movies.
In case you’re wondering, my hair looks fab. I didn’t go lighter. Basically same color. K.C. believes it looks darker but he may be colorblind.
I’m trying to watch this episode of “Lost” that I missed on Thursday night when I was out cavorting and causing mayhem, but I can’t follow this for the life of me. I really don’t want to give up this show but I feel like I have to make some sort of huge commitment just to follow, at this point.
Btw, I finally met Callie’s “Brit.” My golden opportunity came when I heard C outside my window talking to someone. I, of course, yanked open my patio door and yelled “is that you, dumb hooker?”, which is my standard greeting. The Brit is adorable! He appeared to deal very well with the fact that he not only had to meet me in such a fashion, but was also accosted at the same time by my downstairs neighbor, Keith, who yanked open his door to chat when he heard the commotion. Poor Brit. He didn’t realize he was visiting the set of “Three’s Company.” Which reminds me that an ex-bf once told me that I reminded him of Janet. Totally irritated me. Janet was NOT the hot roommate. She was sensible and had short hair. I hate that guy. I’m glad we broke up. Douche.
