Some thoughts . . .
Saw 8 Mile this weekend. It's so Flashdance: The Next Generation. Look at it: he works a blue-collar job during the day, tries to find some creative fulfillment at night. Setbacks in his life are standing between him and happiness, and he wants to make it on his own without help from others. How is this not Flashdance? Just wait until I have time to play with Photoshop. Mr Mathers will look lovely in legwarmers!
Six Feet Under is pissing me off. I become less infatuated with it every week. At least QAF is staying relatively strong.
I got into CED 765 for this semester! Sorry, curlycutie, now we have no classes together in the fall. An end of an era.