Monday, March 21, 2005

And I always thought my bad taste came from Dad...

I just wanted to share with you all that my Mom watched Spring Break Shark Attack last night. Hee hee hee. I did not. Hee.

Oh, wait. Maybe this is my fault. I made her watch New York Minute and she's just going downhill from there...

This weekend at a birthday dinner Breakfast at Tiffany's came up and I said I loved that movie. And Lovey was shocked. Because being all open about my love of trashy film and television has led some people to believe that I only like trash. Very upsetting. I may have to go closeted with my love of Silk Stalkings and the like.

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