First Wives Club. *flails*

one of my favorite movies ever. like, i can pretty much recite the dialogue in that movie, and i mean, bette midler, goldie hawn, diane keaton? lovely.

anywho, what i was going to write about was, this week's episode of glee. does anyone but me feel like it was one of those weird transition episodes where everyone else is off filming so they were like, "Oh shit, we need something here. Call Cheno, she's not working is she?" That isn't to say that i didn't adore seeing her working (and singing!) again, but i mean, it wasn't the best i've ever seen.

what's really sad is that Glee's worst is better than some show's best.

blurgh.

rehearsal tomorrow. which means cutie 14-year-old tomorrow. don't worry, my metaphorical hands will be in my metaphorical pockets. i swear.

need.sleep.but.can't.sleep. blahhhhh....