Today Ryan and I went and saw Prince Caspian. It was hands down, without question the best $8.75 I have ever spent on a movie. I don't know exactly what it is or how they do it, but those movies are so captivating and just fucking perfect...I felt like crying in the middle. Nothing sad was even happening, it just felt like a perfect moment and that might deserve tears. Sometimes.

Anyway, what I'm saying is, way to go Disney. You are boss.

In other news, I read The Perks of Being a Wallflower this week. My response=Jesus, no wonder everyone is so freaking emo in this town. I feel like people take the wrong message from it, but I guess that would be easy to do. It wasn't meant to be depressing, but I probably would have done the same thing if I'd read it 2 or 3 years ago. It was ok, maybe 3/5.

I feel weird being home. Not so much uncomfortable weird, just different weird. Like I've gotten so much older and this town hasn't aged a bit. This past week felt like a month, not because I was bored by any means,...I dunno, maybe life is just slower here. But holy crap there's still SO MUCH summer ahead of me. What to do with all that time? Answer: What is work?

We got a Mexican restaurant now, so I suppose that's something. Yeah for culture.

In conclusion, there was a disappointing lack of blood in There Will be Blood. Really, I can think of many better ways to spend 3 hours, but at the same time it was a really good movie and worth watching just to really appreciate the last like 10-15 minutes. For shiz.