Go straight to hell.

Went to Cinespia last night to see The Party by Blake Edwards, even though it was filmed in 1968 it had me wishing that A) I was at the party and B) Peter Sellers is funny. Oh, and I changed the way I was to be put away. Original plan was to be cremated and brewed into beer so all my friends can drink me but that's changed. A guy said last night that it was an omen to pre plan so i wont share.