"what's in the basket? Easter Eggs?"
"What's in the basket?"
"clothes."
"what's in the basket? Easter Eggs?"
"What's in the basket?"
"clothes."
"what's in the basket? Easter Eggs?"
"What's in the basket?"
"clothes."

This is stuck in my head. Seriously, that snippet of conversation is completely stuck in my head and just repeats and I will never get rid of it. Why? Because I watched "Basket Case" last night and I threw the DVD in while I was still working on something else. So, the opening screen, which played those snippets of dialogue over and over, was on for a good ten minutes in the background...
p.s. if you have never seen Basket Case (you may have, it was a horror night movie once upon a time) watch it. It is awesome.

More news:

- Jane Magazine has ceased publication. They are trying to shove Glamour down my throat. It stopped being good when Jane left anyways I guess. :(

- I cried at a car commercial yesterday. I mean actual sad weepy tears.

- The people who run the metra are morons sometimes.

- I bit off all my nails.

- I saw a woman at McDonalds complaining that all the iced coffee is just regular coffee poured into a glass of ice. (mind you, she wasn't even paying for this coffee, she had a free coupon). Seriously lady, it's McDonalds. What did you expect, a magic iced coffee cow???

- I just took four hours to make a batch of homemade twinkies...and probably spent about eight times what a box would have cost. But I have homemade twinkies :)

- I bought a DePaul sweatshirt today because it was pink...later I looked at the tag and it says it is red :(