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Nov. 27th, 2005 02:32 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kjpepperI think I'm going to go see RENT tomorrow.
I'm out of it right now, for various and sundry reasons, up to and including my current hatred of my reproductive bits. Some days, the best way of dealing with that is going to see a horribly depressing movie, bawling your eyes out, and getting it out of your system. I'm reminded of a Christmas break a few years back where I was damn near suicidal and in an attempt to cheer me up,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
harinezumi took me to see Titanic. Yeah think about that for a second. Tifuckingtanic. (Titfuckinganic. Sorry, had to.) Believe it or not, after the bawling, I felt a crapload better... course, having Krispy Kreme donuts right after the movie probably helped too...
Anyway. That's the plan. Going by myself, too, cause... well. I hate going to movies in company and then feeling stupid for sobbing at the end. Don't get me wrong, I really do want to see this movie, seeing as the musical's a big part of the era of NY where and when I grew up, but right now, I think I need the Kleenex therapy and it's convenient.
Right. Now I'm really going to bed.
I'm out of it right now, for various and sundry reasons, up to and including my current hatred of my reproductive bits. Some days, the best way of dealing with that is going to see a horribly depressing movie, bawling your eyes out, and getting it out of your system. I'm reminded of a Christmas break a few years back where I was damn near suicidal and in an attempt to cheer me up,
harinezumi took me to see Titanic. Yeah think about that for a second. Tifuckingtanic. (Titfuckinganic. Sorry, had to.) Believe it or not, after the bawling, I felt a crapload better... course, having Krispy Kreme donuts right after the movie probably helped too...Anyway. That's the plan. Going by myself, too, cause... well. I hate going to movies in company and then feeling stupid for sobbing at the end. Don't get me wrong, I really do want to see this movie, seeing as the musical's a big part of the era of NY where and when I grew up, but right now, I think I need the Kleenex therapy and it's convenient.
Right. Now I'm really going to bed.
