Monday, March 28, 2005
fight club fear
There's nothing like walking downtown and stopping to pick up bath bombs on the way to a Japanese restaurant right next to your favourite Irish pub after a long day of producing a television series to make you realize that you are a pathetic cultural stereotype. Tyler Durden is going to pop up at any moment and beat my ass into the ground. But not before I've finshed my agedashi tofu, damnit.
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Re. 13 going on 30: does anyone else think it's phenomenally unfair that a guy as normal-looking as Mark Ruffalo scores with women like Kirsten Dunst and Jennifer Garner?
Re: bath bombs. That sounds like a James Bond bad guy toy. I think it'd work well, visually: a lot of wet, soapy female nakedness followed by a fabulous explosion. Undoubtedly Mark Ruffalo got his hands on her before she clambered into the tub.
Oh that was me, Helvetica, whining away.
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