For some reason, I thought it was a good idea to watch Cape Fear last night. Like a reward for studying as much as I have, or something.. (Damn you, cost-benefit analysis! When I'm done with you, I'll burn thine information in a righteous hate fire)
Ugh.
To rectify the queasiness Max Cady made us feel, we decided to watch The Talented Mr. Ripley right after. You know - go into it blindly, take our mind off things..
UGH.
UUUGH!
Julia left when someone beat the other someone to death.
I got nightmares.
The end.
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