I definitely need to see L.A. Confidential again. I don't remember any of this stuff. I have another 200 pages in the book before I'm done. But it is down to the wire. I can't stop thinking about Bud White. I love him. I didn't love him in the movie. I really dislike Russell Crowe. I'm sure that was the problem before. I will try to look past those things. I love, love, love Kevin Spacey. Love him.
I'm off to read.
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hi dear. Just finished your poem...
came out as almost a story...
Automatic Poem Machine™ request: 25
Topic:stains
Name:Danger
Feeling:cumbersome
almost missed this one:
Danger walked out of her bedroom.
Her ears were ringing,
then she realized it was her cell phone.
She answered the call,
and she told the guy
that she couldn't come out to play today
that she was feeling too cumbersome to say
Her call over, she walked back into the room
And jumped back over to the bed.
And then she tore the sheets off of the bed,
And stripped it, so she could wash out the stains.
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