Nothing like chowing down on crappy food and taking in a crappy movie to bring out the best in humourous complaints.
Went to a Chinese buffet where the eggrolls were soggy and the chicken balls rock hard, and then went to see Mystic River whose sole purpose seems to be to provide a forum for dramatic masturbation and "powerful Oscar-calibre performances."
And yet I had a great night. Go figure.
Sick and ashamed and happy (and, every now and then, its nice to sit back and critisize things that don't matter),
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