i'll be honest, this film fest thing is depressing me a whole lot more than i originally thought.

and it's friday. and i decided against mewithoutyou. and i doubt i'll go along on the penthouse pick-a-date. and i'm too uncomfortable to go with chalupa and friend's to PJ's. so it looks like this will turn out to be a lonely and depressing weekend, and i realize i did it entirely to myself this time around. but i do have 4 movies to watch, and lots of homework to do, and i'll probably make myself a bagel-and-egg sandwhich, so it's not all bad, right?

and this is coming, too....and reading so is definitely a high spot in my weekend.