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Sunday, November 04, 2001

I got a sudden, intense, inexplicable desire to watch Clueless last night. Unfortunately, that appears to be the one movie that Hm doesn't have in his collection. I borrowed Final Fantasy instead, but it didn't work. Eventually, I had to fall back on an old faithful: X-Men.

There's a guy down the corridor who thinks that just because I watch a lot of movies, I have the same taste in them that he does. This is bollocks, since his taste in movies extends only to ones where:
a) A lot of Asian guys do horrendously violent things to each other with guns;
b) A lot of Asian guys do horrendously violent things to eath other with their bare hands;
c) Someone has sex with an Asian woman, and lots of violent things happen in general;
d) The movie is dubbed or subtitled from an Asian language, preferably Chinese, but that's just a beginning point, because it's really only good if there's a lot of amusingly violent things happening.

He keeps offering to loan his movies to me. I keep turning him down politely. I'm sure it would broaden my horizons, but there's some directions I'd prefer them to be narrow, really. And Russel Crowe with schoolkid sideburns fucking an Asian chick and some guy shooting someone else by accident sounds just like one of those directions. Thanks, but no thanks. I'll stick to Clueless.

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