FSM

Last night Molly, Nora and I went to see Forgetting Sarah Marshall. We tried to go to the 7:00 show at Union Square, but it was sold out. Maybe it was because there was a homeless man wandering around Union Square wearing a Forgetting Sarah Marshall t-shirt. Free press! We ended up power walking to Chelsea and made the 7:10 show no problem. We even got tons of treats with time to kill.

The movie is phenom. I don’t think I ever stopped laughing, epecially at Jason Segel’s awkward body. I love him. And I love this.