I'm researching new chapters for the book at the library. So far I have 9 more in the works that my dad failed to cover with information. Now it brings the chapter total to 20, which is a better number than 11, I think.
Watched Rounders. It rocked.
Watched Barton Fink. It rocked.
Have yet to watch Batman Begins... I sucked.
I have determined that I have a crush on Meg White, that drummer from the White Stripes. She's not that attractive, at least logic states that, but at the same time, I'm inexplicably drawn to her animatronic performance style and her... boobs. Yes.
My birthday is in 9 days. The giant new decade of 20. Scary. Very scary. I'll be traumatized when it's legal to drink...