things have been kinda fucked up lately. a friend, upset because others are talking about him (for good reason, though) asked me to be his “reporter” and tell him everything that i heard about him. we talked a bunch and i think things are better now, but it’s still ridiculous.

last night, after smallville, garrett cooked me dinner (veggie fajitas, yum) and we rented scarface, which i’d never seen. i only made it through the first disc before i fell asleep, but plan to finish it tonight and have decided it would be nice to meet a cuban boy. between the previews for dirty dancing: havana nights and watching scarface – christ, those accents are hot.

it was also really funny to hear half of what comes out of baxter’s mouth in movie format.