Last night Dan attempted to make his birthday last forever by
keeping me up til 4:30am watching episode after episode of My So-Called Life, not that i was complaining, in fact i was so overjoyed that this show lived up to-and maybe even surpassed-my glorified memories of it.
Angela (the main disgruntled character) can deliver these really profound ideas that are perfectly peppered with “like”s and “whatevers” and usually in the context of boy obsessions or zits… sure she’s a typical depressed teenager but i really admire how wholeheartedly she gives herself over to all of her feelings and causes.
And, in other exciting news, they are making a sequel to the Dark Crystal!
