"Who wants to be a millon-airrrr??!?"Finally watched this movie tonight. Not really seeing the award-winning aspect of it, but I never claimed to be a movie snob. It wasn't bad. It was graphic and eye-opening. And the littlest kid who played Jamal was the cutest little boy ever. He really wanted that autograph, didn't he.
After a four-hour, post-breakfast-at-Kerbey Lane nap to hopefully sleep off the last of booze from last night, I went for a 30-minute run and felt very free. I like this feeling. I'm not talking about "patriotic living in a free country" free. I'm talking about free from emotional bonds free. It's a good place. I love this place.
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