I think that root of my crankiness is the humidity. I’m not even trying to dry my hair today–it will have to be au natural. Sorry world. I ran a 10K this weekend. It almost killed me. I also went to see Hondo at the MOMA, per my mother’s recommendation. My date got stuck on a train and failed to make it–so I was just another single person sitting in the MOMA theater. I fit in nicely.
I planned to write a blog post talking about how they don’t make movies like that anymore but what’s the point? I’ve said it before. And I’ll say it again. Bad dialogue and all, I still thought Hondo was better than Guardians of the Galaxy. My sister may act like she’s middle aged, but I guess I’m right up there with her.
Hello? I Forgot My Mantra. 