(Sounds like a gay sub genre.) Not wishing to be left out, I too went to see Brother Bear. I've seen worse, in fact I think it was one of the better written Disney movies for some time (which is not high praise). Lacking the resources of Ristin and Oz, I was reduced to seeing it with my ex-boyfriend. That's cool; he's good company to have around.
Kind of tired after the emotional wringer I went through last night. But I'll do it again at a moment's notice. For all my faults, I don't want it to be said that I'm not there for my friends.
tired
