pg-13 & other nonsense

something miss j recently said, and my response to it, triggered this rather unsettling realisation:

almost all of my favourite "love stories" – or rather, my favourite modern movie romances, have absolutely no sex in them whatsoever.

heck, in some of them, they don't even kiss.

they are (in no particular order and i keep thinking am missing a few):

~ andie macdowell and gerard depardieu
greencard

~scarlett johansen and bill murray
lost in translation

~franka potente and whatzisname
the princess and the warrior

~tim robbins and alfre woodard (bit parts, but memorable ones)
miss firecracker

~natalie portman and tim hutton
beautiful girls (an otherwise forgettable film but for portman and hutton. click here and here for a couple of scenes)

(and of course v and evey in v for vendetta..)

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saw this at kinokuniya last night and almost fainted.

it's going for RM 337.

damn damn damn.

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against my better judgement (because by the time i left home i didnt feel up to it anymore) i headed for ikea/ikano today by myself to check out the kitchens/harvey norman for appliances.

it is however no fun having a puny budget and yet expensive taste; it's worse when you have to fork out everything yourself and not have someone to split the costs with even.

everything just seemed that much more expensive.

in my depressed state i went to borders, and bought this (at 20% discount):

so now i am no nearer to the kitchen of my dreams, am still broke, but marginally happier.

yay.