So the day at International Plaza was a smashing success. I got MAC Lipglass, and a Burt Bee's lip balm, and some clothes at XXI (Forever 21)- two cute crazy stripped shirts, and a really really short little polka dotted mini-skirt, that will look fabulous on Sunday when I go to Aunt Jill's for the reception for Heather....just in case I run into anyone interesting (like, say, an ex-boyfriend, or his family? Hmm, how did I know that was going to happen?)

And then tonight, my sister Lee and I went to see "How to Deal". I like Mandy Moore. She is cute and fun. I wanted her movie to be cute and fun. Sadly, it was not. In fact, it was probably one of the WORST movies ever made. Took itself waaaaaaaaay too seriously; there was way too much drama for one movie. Everyone in the audience knew it was bad, too- there was much laughing at "serious" parts of the movie. I even turned to the guy next to me to talk about how bad it was. Yea, so, save your money, scholars.

In other news, all I want to do is sit around and feel sorry for myself. I don't want to go anywhere and I don't want to stay here. I'm tired but I don't want to sleep. I'm hungry but I don't want to eat (or maybe it's that there is nothing to eat in this house, and no way to cook it!)