high drama
so maybe i was up til 6 in the morning watching “fried green tomatoes”. again. anyways, i still find it odd that a movie from the 90’s, which makes several references to kathy bates’ vagina, refuses to make any verbal/visual representation of the blatant fact that ruth and idgie were totally bumping nasties. i suppose it’s trying to capture an era or whatnot. the point being, i cried when ruth died. but not as much as when i watched this:
i’m becoming a glutton for spontaneous tears. i suppose i’m on the christmas rag. im gonna go eat some fudge and crawl under the blanket that shields me from my life’s failures. happy holidays!
ΛPГlCOT ГΛY