right now, i would like to drink more water than we have available in the little filter jug thingy.. do. since i am so terrible at patience and can never wait the minutes required to fill the thing back up, i will NOT drink that much water, instead i will drink a mere fraction.

i ended up looking at the tv after all, to watch a movie i'd borrowed from john some weeks ago; in a similar vein as run lola run, and it was called princess and the warrior.

i enjoyed it very much and have since gone onto omegle dot com to explain to several random strangers why i feel it is a great movie. only one of them did not hang up on me and now he is telling me about the car forums he frequents. ohp, there he goes.

so long, farewell, los sleepytimes byebye

p.s. i would just like to state the ODDNESS of certain tastes as one progresses through life. i couldn't pinpoint the moment when this all changed, but i remember, once upon a time, my aunt would express to me her fondness of the rear end, as found on the "male species of the human persuasion" (as described to me by someone totally different), and i thought she was a madwoman.

but sometime that changed and now i catch myself leering like some post adolescent boy; or telling kevin, 'no. wear those khaki pants cause those curves get my lady wet.'

..to be fair, the boy's got a fine ass.

ANYWAY HE WILL KILL ME IF HE FINDS OUT ABOUT THIS

and the only reason i brought it up was cause i thought it was funny that the adorable male lead in the movie was in the shower at one point and i could see his butt through the shower glass and i got way happy about it.

WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO ME *faints*

edit: also i drank two whole glasses of water, one after the other and now i feel too full of water, yes, too full. that's what i get.