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Survived, for now.

Rocky Horror was pretty good last night. I debuted as MC, and hopefully will have the privilege of MC'ing future shows. I may have sucked up some bits, but overall I had a lot of fun and the audience seemed to respond real good-like. :)

All 12 of them. XD

I also survived the whole week on nothing but a baggie of dimes. I'd found a cash of change back when I rearranged my room 'round Thanksgiving. Oh, there were quarters, but, of course, they were the first to go. The dimes actually lasted quite a while--I estimate there must've been at least $10 or $15 worth :)

I haven't entirely decided what movie to review for tomorrow; considering it's sunday and I'd still need to re-view before I can even review it, that could cut it close. If all else fails, I'll just do The Green Slime--which I only narrowly survived. No, not so much cuz of it's awfulness (it was pretty awful though...) as apparently the green slime's...sound effect pierced some deep part of Parker's precious mind. He got really pissed.

To be fair, it was an especially obnoxious sound they made. Constantly. My biggest hesitation is I'm not sure how to describe or convey that sound, and in my mind if I can't do that then I'm not giving this movie justice.

In the future, I'm considering watching movies I've watched more than just one week in advance. You know, watch it, let it stew about my mind a while, let the funny start to coalesce, and when it's ripe/ning, rewatch & review. We'll see.

Anyway, on to chores!

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