Could Maria Taylor be any cuter?

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I want her to be my bff.

It's been a long time since I posted a link to an awesome trailer.  So, here's this.

500 Days of Summer.

Seriously?  Joseph Gordon-Levitt and Zooey Deschannel by themselves are adorable and amazing and super talented.  Together?  I don't even know if I can handle it.  And we all know that normally I am no fan of love stories (or stories about love... what have you) but I will be the first one lined up to see this one!

Reason #768 why I hate holidays...

Feeling forced to hang out with people (family) that I don't necessarily even like.  Some of you people may like your families but I don't.  And why would I want to spend one of my very rare days off spending time with people who treat me like a lower life form?  ARGH.  Give me something to do Thanksgiving night to GET ME OUT OF IT!

I'm done.  I just can't do this anymore.

Round Here
Step out the front door like a ghost into the fog
Where no one notices the contrast of white on white
And in between the moon and you, angels get a better view
Of the crumbling difference between wrong and right
Well, I walk in the air between the rain
Through myself and back again
Where?  I don't know
Maria says she's dying
Through the door, I hear her crying
Why?  I don't know
Round here we always stand up straight
Round here something radiates
Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand
She said she's like to meet a boy who looks like Elvis
And she walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land
Just like she's walking on a wire in a circus
She parks her car outside of my house and
Takes her clothes off, says she's close to understanding Jesus
And she knows she's more than just a little misunderstood
She has trouble acting normal when she's nervous
Round here we're carving out our names
Round here we all look the same
Round here we talk just like lions but we sacrifice like lambs
Round here she's slipping through my hands
Sleeping children better run like the wind
Out of the lightning dream
Mama's little baby better get herself in
Out of the lightning
She says, "It's only in my head."
She says, "Shhhh... I know it's only in my head."
But the girl on the car in the parking lot
Says, "Man, you should try to take a shot
Can't you see my walls are crumbling?"
Then she looks up at the building
Says she's thinking of jumping
She says she's tired of life
She must be tired of something
Round here she's always on my mind
Round here, hey man, I got lots of time
Round here we're never sent to bed early and nobody makes us wait
Round here we stay up very, very, very, very late
I can't see nothing, nothing round here
You catch me if I'm falling, you catch me if I'm falling
Will you catch me?  Cause I'm falling down on you
I said I'm under the gun round here
Oh man, I said I'm under the gun round here
Well I can't see nothing, nothing round here.

Another Horsedreamers' Blues
Margery's dreaming in the middle of the day
Tiyuri to win, perfect dozen to place
Money is the matter that's been on her mind
Time ticks by her one race at a time
She's trying to be a good girl
And give them what they want
But Margery's dreaming of horses
Looking at the green sky, sun like a red eye
Bright blue horses are the fortune she lives by
She's tired and lonely, scared and depressed
Her visions of one day go racing the next
She's trying to be a good girl
And give them what they want
But Margery's dreaming of horses
Margie doesn't say anything all the way home
So afraid she'll awake to find she's all alone
Margery's wingspan's all feathers and coke cans
And TV dinners and letters she won't send
And every race night is shot through with sunlight
Trying to hit the big one, one last time tonight
For drunken fathers and stupid mothers
And boys who can't tell one girl from another
So she takes her pillss, careful and round
One of these days she's gonna throw the whole bottle down
And she's trying to be a good girl
And give them what they want
But Margery's dreaming of horses.