I went and saw Gran Torino with Mom and her friends today. Clint Eastwood was BADASS. At one point I was like, MOM DO YOU KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS? and she's like, ASS WHOOPING TIME! And hence Clint Eastwood did kicketh some ass, and it was good. Seriously though I didn't expect it to be so good. It was sad. But fitting and good. I think mom was crying.
Today me and Blake found that old Oregon Trail game on the internet and it's pretty much like all we've been doing. The first wagon I did had: Alyssa, Kody, Blake, Bruce and Kevin. 'Bruce' as in Bruce Wayne and 'Kevin' as in Kevin Bacon. Blake's idea. Anyway, we all died. Kody of dysentary, me of cholera, and Blake of measles and Kevin and Bruce starved to death. And I just played again, as the banker who's LOADED and DUDE I WON. There was...Bankmaster, Wife, Batman, Paul, and Jason. Paul and Jason and Paul Rudd and Jason Segal. From 'I Love You Man' which we want to see. Also, they're hilarious. And I went around the house yelling I MADE IT TO OREGON!! Because I DIIID. FUN.
Honey Bunches of Oats is the GREATEST CEREAL EVER. I've been, like, living off it.
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