he is the cheese to my macaroni.

it's a california christmas... and it may be the last one for a while,
(god i've been intensely morbid as of late) and today we saw this:
which was just too cute. ellen page totally made the movie, with a good amount of help from michael cera and the soundtrack, and it was wonderful to see such a cynical yet ultimately sweet view on life's sometimes shitty situations, and that even the worst isn't that bad if it leads you to all the right places in the end.

" I kiss you on the brain in the shadow of a train
I kiss you all starry eyed, my body's swinging from side to side
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you" (the moldy peaches/michael cera & ellen page)

and nightfall may bring guilt-ladden trips to friends' houses, but sometimes those are all the right places in the end.