the little things in life

my towels smell like granny and poppie's house. this is odd because i haven't been there since may, a travesty. i like it. it made my night just a hint better.

Pets and movies don't mix!

Mom and I saw Snakes on a Plane before I came back to school. I LOVED it. It will not be nominated for any award ever, but oh well. I had fun at the movies for once, so there Holly & Hollywood!
I was working on a paper tonight, and my friend Megan was in my room watching tv. It just happened that she was watching Mars Attacks!

These two movies are proof that pets should never be in movies. They will always be run over, eaten, terrorized, or otherwise destroyed. These poor pets can barely make it through the opening credits. The screen writers typically give us a chance at least to try and hate the little yippy dogs, but I still get attached.
For instance, In Snakes, the Chihuahua named Mary-Kate was fed to the python to save the jerk, who later died. In Mars Attacks!, the Chihuahua is decapitated and Sarah Jessica Parker's head is put on in its place. Nothing lived through Dante's Peak, and even my Latin 3 text book killed the dog in the 3rd chapter.

I guess it is difficult to run from snakes, fight aliens, and flee from lava and ash with something you have to carry.