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...After crawling downstairs after dinner, my mother hands me the Sunday paper, specifically the bridal announcement section. I look it over and it's all just a bunch of white. "Eh?" I think was my oh so eloquent question. "See the girl with no chest to speak of?" I snicker to myself and dutifully check out the sea of white, finally zeroing in on the girl with no chest. Usually this is a bit of a difficult request, considering wedding dresses seem to have this amazing ability to squash or completely overwhelm boobage.
Kay, so I've found her and the face looks pretty much the same as a thousand other girls. Using my brilliance, I look down at the name and damn near fall out of my chair.
When I was in elementary school, I somehow became friends with a girl named Jenna. Actually, she was one of those girls who you always ended up reffering to by their full name. I don't know why, but some girls you just do. I have no recollection of actually meeting her, but I have distinct memories of being insanely envious of her Barbie collection and the realization at the ripe old age of 8 that she was, in fact, a bitch. I'm not sure my brain used that exact word, but it was close. Anyway, she was mostly responsible for my brief stint in Brownies... and various other things. I think she moved which is how we ended up totally falling out. So, in typical little kid logic, I just kind of assumed that was the end of her. I don't know why, as I still wonder what happened to some people I was friends with and didn't lose touch with until a year or two later, but it seems that if I stopped being friends with you when I was eight, you were, alas, dead to me.
Nope. Very much alive, very much married, and very much living near where I work. o_O Good freakin' lord, is everyone getting hitched? Is this some sort of virus going around? Augh!
This is on top of the lastest helping of Cassandra nuttiness. See, they were evicted because they have still yet to pay their rent. I've never heard of any place being able to throw you out in less than two weeks, but their apartment building is. Even the idiots who lived above them were given longer, and they trashed their apartment. For instance, there was the body sized hole in one of the walls. But they had all summer to leave and even got an extension because... I dunno. I guess being one of the people the cops keep an eye on due to insane drug use and the insanity that goes with it is a plus?
Sooo. This would kind of leave them homeless, yes? Yes. Their backup plan was to move to WV, as that's where Matt's from originally. Mmhmm. I'm sure WV is loverly, however I'm never a big fan of moving to a state where you know no one except the person you're moving with when your relationship is such a rollercoaster that people observing from the sidelines get ill from all the highs and lows. :p Thing is, apparently he was psyched to go back home. She? Not so much. So after dropping me off last Sunday, he tried to dump her. The logic? "Well, I want to go back home and I know you don't..."
She wouldn't let that be, despite having spent the weekend bitching at him so much I felt bad for him. I know, I know. Sooo, they don't shatter, despite the fact that even I caught that he wasn't heartbroken to be given a reason to go home and she'd rather eat razor blades than move there. FF to... Saturday night, when I call her to see how her house hunt went. She lets it slip that he's essentially put another date on their "wedding."

Christ. Will the insanity never end?

In an attempt to pull my mood up from the sewer, let's skip on over to the fantastic ride that was The Initiation of Sarah. I was intrigued because it has one of the prettier posters/ads out there. Plus I've been slack in my Halloween consumption of horrible movies, so I decided to watch. Then I found out that Summer Glau was in it, and bam. I was there.
First thing you have to overcome? Sarah and Lindsay [that'd be Summer] being twins. On what planet? Checked that part of my brain off and happily went back to watching pure cheese. And it was cheesetastic. I liked the switch towards the end, but when it actually came down to the end of the movie, my brain stopped dead. Wtf was that? She killed bitchy!sorority queen how? No, seriously, how? And then the whole coven of good witches *cough* go stalking off into the night and it's supposed to look cool, but just manages to look like they needed filler for a video or a commercial or something. However, I firmly believe that the bad guy should always skip off at the end, especially if it's one of the bad guys you kept wishing would win any fight or arguement she took part in. If nothing else, I think I found a few actresses to keep an eye out for.

Ho...hum.