I trust that we all spent today, MLK day, promoting racial harmony. I did so by relaxing my hair. By conforming to the white man's standard of beauty - straight hair - I am demonstrating that I want to share the life experiences of my white sisters. Do you see?
Saw In Good Company this weekend. It was cute, nothing I'd buy on DVD or anything, but enjoyable. Can I say that I really do not like Scarlett "I need to clear my throat" Johansson? I remember when that bitch was a nobody in Ghost World playing second fiddle to Thora Birch. All of a sudden she drops 20 pounds, masters the hollowed cheek look and she's famous? Fuck that.
I didn't catch much of the Golden Globes last night. But I did catch this:
Why do I really really want to bone Clive Owen right here? Natalie Portman is so pretty, in that "I'm a stuck up bitch and I know it" way. I very much enjoy her in movies, but I'm 96% sure that if I actually knew her I'd be serving up some double slaps to the face.
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