The unusual and highly random ramblings of an aspiring screenwriter
Red + cigars
The first time I ever smoked a cigar was with Marnie Petersen in fifth grade. Funny, little, bat-faced girl. I adored her.
Woman inherits the earth.
*Hello, ladies, look at your scientists, now back to me, now back at your scientists, now back to me. Sadly, they aren’t me, but if they studied chaos theory, they, uh, probably could talk like me.
Look down, back up, where are you? You’re in a car with a man your man could talk like. What’s in your hand, back at me. I have it, it’s a glass of water which will help me explain chaos theory to you. Look again, the theory is now the best joke in the movie.
Anything is possible when your man is a chaotician.
I’m on a table.
Favorite Relationships (2/5): Ross and Rachel | Friends
"With us, it’s never off the table."
I swear, this was going to be a sweet chapter of Windmills… it has turned into smut… so there’s that…