grapefruit tea

New Moon was terrible as expected¹ and LOVE*COM was weirdly charming and I may or may not have projected onto it.

Not to sound like an Avril Lavigne song, but seriously, I’m starting to wonder if there’s something wrong with me– if I’m a tad bit defective, and that’s why I can’t have a happy ending.

Or, you know, it might just be that I’m really picky like I am with everything.

I just watched the Curse of the Golden Flower trailer and I’m pretty sure that the movie should have been titled CHINESE MOVIE FEATURING GONG LI AND HER MAGNIFICENT BOSOM. Seriously. I’m starting to think that Gong Li has discovered the elixir of life. Or she has a portrait of herself stashed under her bed aging for her.

1. I can’t imagine anyone paying to see it [↩]

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