i like high school movies.

as i was falling asleep last night, i had a random funny thought. and i wanted to remember to post something about it, because in my slumber adjacent haze, it was hilarious.

when i woke up this morning, i knew i needed to remember something, but i couldn't remember what it was. and then i did, thanks to a combination of too much olympics viewing and too much caffeine.

so here is the (not so) big sleepytime revelation:

i bet you can tell the rough age of a woman based on nothing more than which "evil" high school girls movie they most identify with, i.e. heathers or the craft or mean girls.

i suppose you'd have to throw jawbreaker in there too. i do so love that rose mcgowan.

and for the record, i am a huge fan of all those movies, but my heart will always belong to the bitches of eastwick. hail to the watchtowers of the motherfucking north.