Trudy, you can call me whenever. I was in Red Lobster just two Saturdays ago and I thought of you. Unfortunately, the Red Lobster made me horribly sick. So that was sad. I'm just now coming out of it.
I watched a marathon of Week of Dressing Dangerously yesterday and was quite entertained. I just thought of it because of the neon car conversation. Because one of the men had to dress like a pimp one day (white suit, white fur coat, pimp stick, double diamond bling earrings) and it was very, very funny. Even funnier because fashion woman said that this was meant to represent "successful" and I thought, "In what universe is pimp-wear the image of the successful man?"
Blah. My salad is unsatisfactory. Stupid Monday.
Ha! [link]
Director man: Excuse me, we're trying to shoot this scene, please move out of the way.
Chick: Excuse me? I'm trying to catch a motherfucking train. I think you can film a movie some other damn place, but I'm trying to catch a motherfucking train and this is where they keep them: in Grand fucking Central.
--Grand Central
Totally what I think when asshole PAs try to "direct" me on my way to work.
Did she happen to be transporting some motherfucking snakes with her?
Snakes on a Train, man, mutherfucking Snakes on a Train.
bon, the first one on that page made me LOL.
Woman #1: Don't you hate taking the train so early in the morning? I take it every day.
Woman #2: Could you not talk to me?
--A train
Woman #2: Could you not talk to me?
I've got to start saying that to people.
Okay, so I need prefixes for the word 'food'. So far I have organic, fast, GM, slow, junk. Anything in general use, really. Anyone, Bueller?
Jars: brain, gourmet (unless that's what GM meant), health, low-fat
eta: how could I forget comfort!
