i saw MILK yesterday.
it was amazing. really.
i so highly recommend it.
i also realized that emile hirsch is the man i didn't know i have been looking for. he reallllly needs to walk around like it's 1977 ALL. THE. TIME.
why does a curly mop make me all swoony?
update: just told dre about how i want to violate emile 90 different ways and she was like "that fucking AFRO ruined the whole movie for me, i had to look away every time he was on the screen. what the eff is wrong with you?!" haaahah. umm dre and i have realllly different taste in bone fantasies, if that was not obvs.