Pets and Sunday TV.

Today I went to two birthday parties. One of them was for my friend's kid and the other one was for my sister's cat. My sister, by the way, has a boyfriend and two children. She even owns a house. I'm not bragging about how startlingly normal my sister is, I'm trying to explain that she is not your everyday cat-lady. But boy does she love that animal. I can't blame her though. It really is a nice cat. I've never had a pet so I don't know what it feels like to love your pet unconditionally... No wait, that's a lie. I owned a guinea pig when I was nineteen. But he was old when I got him and he was neurotic and depressed and we never got along. I ended up setting him free on a grassy hill where all the bunnies and lost pets of Reykjavík live. I know it sounds nuts but he looked at me when I released him into the "wild" and I swear that he had a thankful expression on his face. I never felt bad about this until I told my friend about it and he told me I was an evil animal molester. I thought I was being the exact opposite.

Welps, on to other things. My boyfriend and I had a TV dilemma this evening. He suggested watching Home Alone or E.T.. But I have a strict No Home Alone before Christmas policy and I saw E.T. when I was too young to see it. So naturally I have an E.T. shaped scar on my soul and will never watch it again. I obviously voted against these two movies being watched.
I suggested watching some Louie or The Simpsons but that wasn't well received. So what to do? The answer to that ended up being: Watch Top Gun.
I've never seen it before. I'm watching it with one eye. It is not really doing anything for me. But I have to admit that Tom Cruise has never been the same for me since he went all Scientology on his own arse. It just bothers the Cocktail out of me. Hell, it bothers the Rainman out of me.
Euch, now the pilot(who's name I haven't bothered to learn) is having sex with the instructor woman (also with a name I haven't bothered to learn). I bet this movie does not pass the Bechdel test. What was all the ruckus about? This movie is rubbish. I want to puke.