While I'm here

Has anyone ever noticed how, on books that have been turned into movies, the more recent publications have a little balloon that chirps, "Now a major motion picture!"

Two things.
1. Someone please tell me which books have been turned into minor motion pictures.
2. We don't live in the fucking 1920's, so why the hell can't you just call it a movie. "Yeah, bye mom, the motion picture's over at 11 so I'll see you then!" WTF.

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Wow, you really read all that? Danggg. Props! =]

Well, I see you've just had the imponderable joy of stumbling onto the blog of an 18-year-old girl who can't really describe herself in 500 words or less, such as in little text boxes like these. She didn't intend her blog to really become so much like her online diary (she was hoping it would have an interesting, helpful purpose to serve the world and all) but blogging is just kind of fun. This girl's a bit of an environmentalist and a full-tilt vegetarian, a bit of an artist who can't draw, a bit of a writer who can't find time to read, and a completely hopeless romantic. She enjoys white chocolate, coloring, wading in creeks, music, Doctor Who, and speaking in third-person when it's unnecessary like this.

Now go read the rest of the blog and meet her, if you like of course. :)