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I can't sleep!

Last night VSLF & I saw Unfaithful. It was intriguing until they made it into a thriller. Then it was just another thriller. I will say that Diane Lane is hot and very talented, though.

Last night we also made sundaes. There are two types of people in the world: people who know that sundaes are the best dessert ever, and those still in denial. Vanilla ice cream, squirty cream, Hershey's chocolate syrup, maraschino cherries. And, my own personal touch: a scoop of peanut butter. (Trust me: it is "the bomb") We got some toffee bits to sprinkle on top; sadly they detracted from the overall sundae experience by their being too sweet. Still: pretty damn good.

This morning we walked all the way up to midtown for brunch and shopping. I know— like we can afford to eat and shop in midtown. Give me Alphabet City any day, which must be cheap brunch capital of the world. Brunch is so good. So important. Have I told you I want to start a Church of Brunch? I like to think of myself as St. Hollandaise. Mmm... Eggs Florentine. OMJ OMJ OMJ.

So, prompted by a number of people, I asked The Bunny if he had had anything to do with the filming of Monty Python and the Holy Grail. What with his pointy teeth and all. He got very upset. Turns out that he had tried out for it, back in the day, and had, in fact, been promised the role of Killer Rabbit of Caerbannog. At the last minute, Gilliam ("That bastard") thought that a virginally white bunny would be better for the part, and dumped my good friend. The Bunny got very worked up telling me this story; he had to do a few deep breathing exercises to finally calm down. I think I'll skip asking him his opinion of Novocaine.

Have you seen Queen of the Damned? What a pile of shit that was. Did you notice Stuart Townsend delivered all his lines exactly the same way? Jesus.