i've wasted a perfectly nice day away

although i should be doing productive things today, like finishing cleaning up my pad some more , making jewelry to sell so i have money to blow on hair dye and action figures, or walking the 2 blocks to check out the new record store that just opened up, i have been literally sucked into two 80's movies that i have seen at least 10 times each: "desperately seeking susan" and "pretty in pink." each film has a totally hot guy in it. "susan" has robert joy, whom i used to just be so in love with. he recently played a half-retarded deformed zombie killer in "land of the dead." aidan quinn is also is hot in his cool hat when they are in that coffee shop and order the blueberry blintzes. which i can't seem to find a decent picture of. and of course "pink" has duckie. yes, i think duckie is hot. i'd do him in a second. man, it would've been a much better flick if she ended up with him instead of that emotionally void, deer-in-headlights-looking, pastel-wearing popular rich guy. it just makes no sense. that is always the fatal flaw in all those john hughes movies; the popular, pretty people always have obsessions with the dorky, quirky outsider and vice versa. and, at least in my high school, that's just not the way it worked. even if mr. popular really DID think the punk rock chick was hot, they were not emotionally secure enough to risk being ostracized from their clique to "follow their hearts." and the funky chicks thought the popular rich pretty-boys were total assholes. we did not wish to co-mingle. case in point: several years after i graduated, i saw this guy (total bland jock-type) that i went to school with at a bar. and it was MY bar, the bar i hung out in all the time. MY TURF, which made it worse. he starting hitting on me. he told me how he always thought i was so pretty and funky and cool when we were in school blah blah blah. i said something to the effect of, "oh, so that's why you contributed to making each day a mini-hell for me for four years??" and he really did; he was such a dick. all i really remember after that was yelling (drunkenly), "you were an asshole then and you're an asshole now!" and my friends clapped and wooed and it was great.