so, i just realized that my sisters new converse all stars are the same color of a pair of underwear that i have. weird. i just realized that when i glanced down at them lying on the floor...

tonight i rented a couple of movies... all horror movies... hopefully entertaining horror movies... ringu, house of a thousand corpses and pet semetary. house of a 1,000 corpses looked pretty gruesome, but what the heck. might as well watch it all by my little desenthisized self.

ive been thinking about how fun it would be to go out on a date. like, a real "date". like, have someone go "so, do you want to go out sometime?" and me go "yeah, sure..." and then he sets something up. something classic and cliche like dinner and a movie. but we would dress up and he would bring me some cheesy flowers when he came to pick me up for our date. then we would go see some movie and then we would sit in a resteraunt or something and he would pay for dinner. then we would go for some sort of cheesy walk around downtown, then (not too late) he would drive me home and say something dumb like, "can i call you tomorrow?" and i might say "sure." and then smile at him and walk away into the house. and he would drive away with some sort of stupid grin on his face. i would just love to have a cheesy, cliche date like that. i would love it.