Lamb dressed as mutton

[msmcknittington]

I watched Pretty in Pink today while doing the sickness thing on the couch. I don't think I'd ever seen it from beginning to end before, and technically I haven't yet, since I missed the first 10 minutes.

Oh my god, Andie should have stuck with Duckie. I don't care how amazing Romeo (or whatever cute rich kid's name was) was, Duckie loved her. He seemed like he'd be a lot more fun to hang out with than Romeo, too. Give me rockabilly and suspenders any day over Old Milwaukee (Pabst Blue Ribbon?) and pretzels.

Also, that pink dress she wore to prom was really goddamn ugly. It made her look like a tube. A big pink tube. Unbecoming for the '80s even. And why were all those teenage girls dressed like old women? This is a t-shirt and jeans kind of place, and none of the old high school yearbooks show girls dressed in flowered rayon dresses and lace vests.

Now I need to go take a shower or bath to see if I can loosen up the crud in my chest. You know, so I can spend some time coughing this evening.

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[msmcknittington.livejournal.com]

I wish we had whiskey! I was on the verge of stopping at the liquor store after my doctor's appointment today, but something about that felt weird to me. "Doctor's appointment over, let's hit the liquor store! And then all-you-can-eat buffet!"

The closest we've got is vermouth, and I'm not even going to risk a vermouth toddy.

I bet my grandparents would fix me up if I stopped by their house tomorrow, though.