My first post-cleanse meal... sushi at Tokyo. How I love that restaurant. It's on Lime Kiln. They have the best seaweed salads and avocado rolls. Yum.

Now I'm lying in bed watching Casino Royale. This movie is better than I remembered. When I first saw it the whole James Bond in love thing totally made me gag, but now I'm kind of sad to see Vesper die a rather gruesome drowning death. Furthermore, I totally get Tom's celeb crush on Eva Green. Daniel Craig's CPR methods leave a lot to be desired, though, I must say.

I love having this blog because I can write whatever I want, no matter how dull (unlike my SXSW blog where I only sound like an idiot about music).

Tonight's confession... I'm secretly jealous that fellow Velocity writer Lauren Titus can get away with wearing a t-shirt that says, "Vagina." I don't want to wear a shirt with the word 'v' printed on it, per se, I just want the guts to wear a shirt like that. Instead I must settle for a murderous teddy bear.

Now I'm watching Notting Hill,
Ms. P

ps. I changed the channel to SNL. Christopher Walken is so awesome (but that's just stating the obvious).

Labels: casino royale, food, nonsense