The Two Worst Films

We met at Mille’s yesterday evening with vague plans to head to the Chaplin later. Ran into Sabrina and her friend along the way—hope they had a decent night. We ended up back at mine instead, small party, and rented what were genuinely two of the most aggressively stupid films I’ve seen recently. Neither got much attention from anyone.

There are problems in the group right now, some big, some smaller, and the mood has been paying for it. I hope things settle. It’ll probably take time and more conversations than anyone wants to have.