Sleep. I had too much.

In celebration of my not-dead-ness, I stayed up past two AM talking to ironychan and sinister_beauty and then just woke up at two thirty. IN THE AFTERNOON.

Oops. Sorry, Natalie. I'd call, but you're probably in the movie now.

Right. Er...right.

EDIT: OW, OW, OW. OW, MY STOMACH FUCKING HURTS, OW. I HAVE NO IDEA WHY, BUT OW OW OW.

There will be a day where I shall get no movies of the hot men. BUT IT IS NOT THIS DAY!

VICTORY! TRIUMPH!

Checked out from library:
- Daniel Deronda
- Horatio Hornblower, The Mutiny (I feel absolutely sure that I'm watching them out of order, because this has Archie on the cover.)
- Hook (This does not count under the movies of hot men, but I love it anyway.)

Rented from Hollywood Video:
- The Sleeping Dictionary (WHICH I SOMEHOW DIDN'T ASK ABOUT LAST NIGHT BECAUSE I'M A FUCKING MORON)

VICTORY! TRIUMPH!

Now I need people here with me to watch them. COME, MOLLY, COME, BECKY!

Oh yeah, and I have two new icons. Using one of them now. ;)