Watched Notes on a Scandal with Susan and Liz. Walked about 1 mile up and then Hollywood Blvd looking for a freakin bacon-wrapped hotdog and Mexican corn until we finally gave up and ate at Pink's. Which is definitely overrated. We also refused to help a man sitting in his Benz who asked Susan to purchase him a hotdog. Turns out he was handicapped and apparently was so affronted he stuck around after wheeling himself to the front and asking the Asian girl in front of us if she was the one who refused to help him. Sigh.

I fully acknowledge being an obsessed movie-screening whore, so much so that most of what I've seen has become a jumbled discordant mess that I can't seem to sort through.

Children of Men, however, was an exception.

The Good Shepherd is definitely a movie I need to watch again. There are just too many white men for me to keep track of.





I came home to a pleasant surprise. It's so unbelievably comforting to know that I've gotten in somewhere, though not necessarily my first choice. I finally feel progressive in taking that next step towards my future aspirations. Thank you, God. You are good.