i loved grave of the fireflies, and absolutely blubbered through the last half hour. i don't often cry during movies, and maybe i was just depressed at the time, but i cried during sixth sense. something about being terrorized and adults not believing him . . .
it is not possible to drive coast to coast in the US without stopping at wall drug. i love cheesy roadside attractions: the giant ball of twine, the corn palace, graceland. it's what makes our nation great. or not. but i lik ethem.
forget the fashion, what's that cute little car? we need more cute little cars in the US. my aveo just doesn't cut it in the looks department (or gas mileage, honestly)
and this girl is a tool, in both the figurative and the literal sense of the word. a tool of PETA, being used.