Happy Endings = 7.5/10. This is one of those interconnected lives movies. What was reinforced to me in this movie was the fact that a person should not sleep with Guy A and then sleep with Guy A's father. But if you do, make sure you don't get knocked up.
I have officially eaten curry now. My neighbor Giselle and I went to Lanna Thai where I had this and this stuff. I think I could like curry if I gave it another shot. It's just so foreign-tasting to me. At any rate, even though Giselle has lived by me for over a year, I don't know her very well. She is from Florida. Somehow in the middle of our conversation, I mentioned that a point of interest on a map of Oklahoma would include the sod house. She had no clue what a sod house was and I'm not sure she believed me when I told her that the one in Oklahoma is built INSIDE of another building. Which basically means that at some point some person thought "I know, let's build a house for this house." After I told her what a sod house was, she was really interested in going to see it. Thus, the road trip is on. To the sod house. In middle-of-nowhere Oklahoma. Are there any other redneck (or otherwise) sights Giselle needs to see within a 200 mile radius? Besides Branson.