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Last night, I watched a movie called This Girl's Life, about a porn star taking care of her father who had Parkinsons. I don't know how he got involved, but James Woods played the father. One of the girl's friends was played by an actual pornstar, Cheyenne Silver. She was one of my favorites a few years ago, though I haven't seen her in anything recently. And she was in a scene with James Woods. I've seen this girl take it in the ass and have guys cum on her face, and there she was reading lines with James fucking Woods. That was pretty weird.

I saw this commercial for a movie with Nicolas Cage running dramatically with a goofy-looking moustache, and I was like "Why is Nicolas Cage making some screwball Ace Venture-type movie?" and it turned out to be World Trade Center. That doesn't bode well for the movie.

My apartment building doesn't have a recycle bin, so I put my stuff in the one across the alley. Almost every time I do it, this stupid old woman yells at me from her window. But she doesn't really speak English, so I ignore her. First off, if you care about the environment, wouldn't you rather me put it in your buildings than throw it away with the trash? And second, what the fuck kind of life would a person have to have where the most interesting thing they can do is sit at their window and stare out at a dirty alley all day? How can she always know when I'm there? Watch TV or read a book or something.

I watched The Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants by myself and cried. It's weird. I don't cry at funerals or when shit falls down in my life, but silly emotionally manipulative movies and episodes of Buffy I've seen a dozen times can do it. I've also been listening to Paramore a lot. I think I might actually be a teenaged girl in disguise. It would explain a lot.

Remember Blessed Union of Souls? Whatever happened to them?

Someone buy me a camera so I can do a video blog. They look fun.