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"And my buns -- they don't feel nothin' like steel."

And a happy Beginning of This Awkward 4th of July Week to you all. My current plans for this weirdass no-work-on-Wednesday-but-then-back-Thursday situation are to sit around and do nothing. AMERICAN INDEPENDENCE. When they passed the Declaration of Independence, surely what they wanted was for a 21st century American girl to sit around in sleepy shorts and a superhero t-shirt, watching Designing Women and not worrying about the damn British knocking on the door and quartering their troops on the couch she's using to store her Pop Chips.

There was a Clueless "watchalong" (if you will) this weekend, with Laura from Devouring Texts, Alley from What Red Read, and Megs from The Terrible Desire. If you weren't there and right now're like "HEY!", all I have to say is the announcement went out on twitter. WHY DO YOU PEOPLE HATE TWITTER.

This is what you get when you have a Clueless watchalong on Skype chat:

Alley: who has a drawer just full of
turkey like that?
Megs: RICH people.

And Megs's endless quest to have people punched in the face:

Alice: "I think that I remember Hamlet accurately."
Megs: Punch her in the face, Josh!
Megs: Ooooo...he kissed her instead.
Alley: he punched her with his lips

Alice: stop calling her girly!
asshole DMV instructor
Megs: Punch him in the face!

Megs: That was way harsh, Tai.
Megs: I'm outy.
Megs: Punch her in the face!

Alley: this guy prob shouldn't be making
fun of/being an asshole to his boss's daughter
Megs: Protect her honor, Josh!
Megs: Punch him in the face!
Laura: PUNCH ALL THE PEOPLE
Megs: There's not enough face-punching in
this movie.
Alley: clearly

It was good times.

I freaked out about the end of June and finished True Grit and The Price of Salt. Basically I love True Grit's short, no-contractions face off. It's pretty much The Sisters Brothers, but not at all similar except they both are set in the West, only one's wayyy more West than the other. But I think I can say if you liked one, you'll like the other, and if you hated Sisters Brothers because you have no soul and cannot appreciate the plaintive cry of a cowboy's song, then you will not enjoy True Grit. Even though it features Rooster Cogburn: Complicated Man and General of Badassery. WHAT DOES IT TAKE TO PLEASE YOU.

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