Why the church I occasionally go to kicks ass:

(During announcements) "[Church member] will be starring in 'The Vagina Monologues' at [wherever]. And yes, I did just say vagina."

I thought I'd be clever today and go shopping while everyone else is doing something Superbowl-related. Turns out a lot of other people had the same idea as me, though I certainly wouldn't describe the stores I went to as crowded. There were plenty of people at the mall, but only a few of them were at Torrid and at Bath and Body Works.

I also went by Cost Plus World Market, and decided that I seriously need to redecorate my room. There are lots of reasons why I fantasize about being rich, but the main one is just so I can have a huge house full of rooms that have only one purpose each. A room for writing, a room for sleeping, a room for relaxing in, and so on. Until that comes along, I'm going to have to be super-creative and figure out how to work with what I have.

Last night, I got together with another gal from the movie club and her friend to see "The Eye." I was pleased to find it not stupid, and at least slightly creepy. Also: it was nice and short. There should be a law against movies running longer than two hours.

Another thing about the movie: It was PG-13 and therefore full of high school kids. Loud, obnoxious, high school kids, but it made me kinda nostalgic for the days when I was young and annoying (as opposed to now, when I'm old and annoying). I really, really don't want to be old. I was going to write a blog to that effect last night, but decided it was too depressing and also ultimately dumb; I'm only 25, nowhere near old. For a few more years, anyway.