i may be a bird in a cage but at least it's your cage

when the maternal unit was here, she bought me obscenely expensive seville orange coffee, and this morning instead of putting milk and sugar in it like i usually do, i filled the bottom of my travel mug with chocolate chips and poured the coffee over them and i have to say, okay, ray kowalski might totally be on to something with the m&ms.

( i broke up with the cubs because jim hendry is stupid and i would do a better job than he is doing )

( i go on at probably more length than necessary about why i watch tv, and why aaron sorkin is a golden god )

thursday! i totally flaked on the top five last week, because thursday came at the end of a truly wretched work week, but not this week. this week, can we hate, please? i need to hate, because otherwise i'm going to have to cut a bitch with my hair knives, and i won't be picky about which bitch i cut. top five worst movie sequels ever made. bonus points for anything that actually has "electric boogaloo" after the number.

my list:

1. grease 2. i don't care what asb says about maxwell caulfield being hot, this movie is b-a-d BAD.

2. the godfather parts 2 and 3. okay, you know what? i know that godfather part 2 is considered the greatest of the three; i know that, i respect that, i fucking hate these movies, all frakking three of them, and the fact that 2 and 3 exist means that i have to watch them with the boy, and i resent the fuck out of that fact. HATE. BAD. worst movie sequels made because i hate them. *rage*

3. anything after the first jaws. the first one's a classic, but even that one's not that good a movie.

4. back to the future 2. the first one was good. (oh, john sheppard, i loved this movie before i loved you.) the second one was not.

5. the sequel to snakes on a plane. because there will be one, and it will be BAD, and not in the glorious brilliant way that the first snakes on a plane will be bad.

OKAY, NOW YOU GO. i'm bored, i don't wanna be at work, i wanna be in chicago, distract meeeeeee.