I was at Stanford for the weekend. Watched Phone Booth, which was an exceptionally good movie for having one set for virtually the entire movie. Also saw Van Wilder, which was of questionable quality, but it got less disgusting as the movie progressed. Or maybe I was just adjusting to it. Mmm.
In more exciting news, I got a new cell phone while I was up there. It's pretty cool. The cell phone would be so ideal for text messaging. It's a shame that I'm not allowed to text message or utilize any features of any type that the keyboard would be perfect for. You can see what I'm talking about here. It's truly a shame.
Today, the fortune in my fortune cookie read: "Be careful what you wish for - you just might get it." What kind of fortune is that?! It's more of a threat, that dirty, rotten scoundrel! Fortune cookie is a misnomer--they're more like advice cookies or occasionally random proverb cookies. Horrible.
That's a spicy meatball!