I went to Cinespace last night, sadly bereft of any celebrity sighting besides the designer-wearing chap from that new show Glee (which I found mildly entertaining...we'll see if they can pick it up storywise.)
No I did not see the MTV Movie Awards although apparently a kid I know peed next to Hugh Jackman for (oddly) the second time in a year and drunkenly brought up this fact while at the urinal. Smart move Jason. Apparently Mr. Wolverine was slightly creeped.
I've always found the intimacy of urinals to be quite ironic and super curious. It just seems so...bare? Vulnerable? PERSONAL? Yet its clearly a representation of masculinity in America, and absolutely accepted as not-weird.
Anyway, point is, obviously after yawning at the Eminem-Sasha-Ballsinface controversy, I did find my way to the New Moon trailer which...oops there I go...need to watch it again. Berightback.
Best snack of the day:
The Lonely Forest- We Sing In Time
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
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