I tried to rewatch John Tucker Must Die as something to have on in the background the other night, and wooow did that not hold up. I only made it to where they give him estrogen (which is insane and terrible) and he starts acting like a stereotypical “girl on her period” before I bailed. So many of the movies targeted at teenagers and young adults in that era are so bad. They went all in on punching down, and the amount of rape and sexual assault is wild in retrospect.
That’s where I’m at. I moved back home after my divorce about 8 years ago and it’s been really nice. My mom and I have always been really close, and it’s nice to spend more time together as we get older. I’d rather pay rent to her and help with the bills than pay a landlord, too.