Sunday, Aug. 29, 2004
You are a loser-intestine!
Holy Cow!!
Loooong weekend. But fun! This is why I love school-- you start to have a greater appreciation for the weekend.
Saturday evening I picked up Sara and we went to the mall. She cavorted about in Hot Topic for more than an hour trying to find a nonexistant purse. Sara, honey, you will never find a cute purse that the Preppy's don't have at Hot Topic. It will never happen. We then ate in the Food Court and watched as the guy offering samples from the Terrioki place only offered samples to attractive women and stared at their asses as they walked off. I moved to the other side of the table to get a better view of it, and was about to whip out the video camera when he stopped doing it. It was sad. I laughed on the way out though, when he offered me a sample and stared at my ass. I would've been flattered, but he also offered a pregnant woman a sample. *shrugs*
We then went into Famous Barr and filmed as Sara used thongs as sling-shots. Was fucking hallarious. When we went up to the funeral hat dept. some guy comes RUNNING up to me and was out of breath as he said "Ma'am," and drew out his badge.
"Ma'am," he repeated, "this is your warning. It is illegal to film ANYWHERE. This is your warning, now put the camera away."
I, of course, put on this little innocent girl act, and the moment he walked away had to stop myself from busting up laughing at his little rent-a-cop act. We left the mall in the middle of the rain and just DIED laughing. Apparently Sara thought she was going to die at the time.
Sara wound up spending the night, where we filmed the opening credits to The Mall Files. Omg. You have to see these. It starts out with the beginning senario to an old-school episode of Knots Landing and Sara laughing her ass off at the opening credits and theme song, and I faking tears with a bottle of eye drops.
First dialoge of the film: "I can see the fucking bottle of eyedrops, you moron."
And then the opening credits are listed on Cue-Cards that Sara holds up while we play the song "Let's Fall In Love" first the version by Ella Fitzgerald, then the version by uh.... some alternative band. *dies*
The whole idea is for it to look cheap, and hallariously so. Sara fucked up some of them and I'm screaming at her "You're holding it wrong!" in the background. We left it that way, because the entirety of The Mall Files is us screaming at eachother, and calling eachother various references to Genitalia. It doesn't help matters that I have a cat we renamed "Scrotum" for artistic purposes.
For those of you who don't know, The Mall Files is a documentary Sara, Lauren and I have made for Mrs Mallric documenting our summer vacations. We unfortunately, only had about two weeks to work on it since Sara had to leave for California. That's why we're just now putting the final touches on it. We need to do some major editing however, because there are circumstances like 20 minutes of us going through the Jack 'n' the Box drive-through, and there's a lot of instances that are just plain embarassing (i.e. Lauren almost breaking her finger because Sara sat on her.). A lot of it's hallarious though. (i.e. Lauren chasing Sara around on the lawn mower, or the three of us in Wal-Mart putting underwear in the frozen foods section and waiting for it to be discovered [yet to be filmed]). We needn't worry about going places like Shop 'n' Save and Wal-mart with the camera however, because we've already done so about 12 times. *dies*
Today, Cody came over and we fought like an old married couple. Nothing new.
theparisian at 10:34 p.m.