im fucking pissed.

I want to go visit a friend. However, my psycho + annoying extended family is coming at the same time. UGH. UGH. I can't fucking go. My grandma is uber bitch x 88940193841999.

I watched Pulp Fiction. It is now my all time favorite movie. If you haven't seen it, watch it now, dammit. Its the best shit.

take this quote...

Jules: What does Marcellus Wallace look like?
Brett: What?
Jules: [pointing his gun] Say "what" again. SAY "WHAT" AGAIN! I dare you, I double dare you, motherfucker! Say "what" one more goddamn time!
Brett: He's b-b-black...
Jules: Go on.
Brett: He's bald...
Jules: Does he look like a bitch?
Brett: What?
[Jules shoots Brett in shoulder]
Jules: DOES HE LOOK LIKE A BITCH?
Brett: NO!
Jules: Then why you trying to fuck him like a bitch, Brett?
Brett: I didn't!
Jules: Yes you did. Yes you did, Brett. You tried to fuck him. And Marcellus Wallace don't like to be fucked by anybody, except Mrs. Wallace.


Enjoy, le big mac, yo.