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Okay, so, I went and saw SiCKO with my mom today, and I was easily the youngest person in the theatre by about 40 years but it was a 1 o'clock matinee on a gorgeous summer Sunday and it was packed, so that was kind of cool.

Also if there are any Canadians on my friendslist who have been thinking that they might want to marry me, now would be a good time to propose, because I am totally willing to move up there and take advantage of your wacky socialist ways. If you haven't been thinking about it, start! I'm super tidy, I believe in hygiene, I have awesome cats and snazzy glasses; I am totally a catch. Just so's you know.

After that, the friend who comes to visit on Sundays brought her dogs over.

Jack was like 'You know, I can't even get upset anymore? You just. You bring in strangers. You bring in strange kittens. There was that one time you brought in a stray cat you found trapped in your basement. Now you're bringing in dogs? Good. Fine. Fuck you, whatever.'

Meanwhile Sally is spazzing out all 'WHAT FRESH HELL IS THIS?' In other words, Sally with dogs = Jack with Sally in the beginning. Haha, awesome.

( Poor Sally Sassafrass. )