It's about 2:45 in the a.m.--- I planned on watching Wedding Crashers and falling asleep... but the message of love throughout the flick rejuvinated my body and inspired me to stay awake. Now, I am watching Kurt Russell smash Rose McGowan's face into a bloody mess in Death Proof. Nothing beats Quentin Tarantino in the early morning.
blah, blah, blog, yada, yada, yada, I took the LSAT this past saturday morning. I feel like I could have done better. It's a horrible feeling... feeling like you could do better. I'm never really one to be completely satisfied with my work but the majority of the time I find a compromise with myself and can be contempt with my finished product. Not so much this time. Note to self: This will happen again in my life... Don't let it.
I love Rosario Dawson... as well as this new girl Mary Elizabeth Winstead, she's damn cute- in a ditzy, "I went to a state school where the girls are twice as dumb and therefore twice as likely to fellatio me," type of way. Kind of like Isla Fisher's character in Wedding Crashers. I dig.
It is now 3:30 in the a.m..... Tarantino is hilarious.
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