My house was adorable tonight. I think the nice weather made us cuter roommies. And it was all thanks to me being sick and wanting to sit around all night. I somehow convinced six of the roommates to procrastinate with me and watch Cruel Intentions. It was lovely (in addition to the fact that we were watching one of the hottest movies ever made).
It's funny how everyone in the house buys food in cycles. We all seem to always have the same things, because one person will get them and share a bit, and then everyone else wants their own and runs out grocery shopping. At the beginning of the year, it was hummus. There were literally eight things of Athenos hummus floating around in our fridges. Next it was the Trader Joe's hummus quartet, of which we definitely had three. Then, Noah's bagels became the thing we all had to have (and we still do). Same with the Trader Joe's potstickers, but then we decided that Ling Ling's are much easier to make. We didn't even talk about it, but all of a sudden our freezer is now filled with at least 5 bags of them. Currently, the food of the week is the masala flavored naan from Trader Joe's. Basically we are devout Trader Joe's shoppers, and that is probably the number one thing to be drawn from this.
Watching Cruel Intentions tonight reminded me of Winston. I remember watching it with him at Mykonos. And in the scene where Reese Witherspoon unbuttons her shirt, he said something about how Ryan Phillippe shouldn't go for her because she was a fatty and Jennifer Love Hewitt was so much hotter. First of all, that is so far from the truth. Second of all, yes, he was half-joking, but he definitely said judgmental shit like that sometimes. I am a firm believer in recalling the good and bad about someone when you remember them. It's more honest that way. And, it means more when you can still love them anyway.
I'm worried about B-hawk. He's started smoking, because he's so distraught over his girlfriend dumping him. She was a nice girl and all, but she has started being such a colossal bitch to him that there is absolutely no reason to risk a 1 in 11 chance of lung cancer by picking up a dirty dirty habit like that. If this leads to his death, I am going to have something to say to that girl. I mean, I've made guys feel led on and dumped them quickly too, but not after that long of a relationship and after she said some of the things that she did. I hope I am never that nonchalant about hurting anyone's feelings ever. Getting out of a relationship is any girl's prerogative, but there is never a reason to make someone feel even more like shit after you've dumped them. Seriously, stay classy, San Diego.
"Eat me Sebastian. It's all right for guys like you and Court to fuck everyone, but when I do it, I get dumped for innocent little twits like Cecile. God forbid, I exude confidence and enjoy sex. Do you think I relish the fact that I have to act like Mary Sunshine 24/7 so I can be considered a lady? I'm the Marsha fucking Brady of the upper east side and sometimes I want to kill myself. How's that for a physco analysis Dr. Freud?"
-Cruel Intentions
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