I didn't like Rushmore at first

You'll find this hard to believe, but I really disliked Rushmore the first time I saw it. Actually, I hated it. I remember thinking, "This is not funny. Not. At. All." I watched it again last night and I could not stop laughing. Thinking about it more, I realized something: I was so stressed out last year, around the time that I watched it, that nothing was funny. Subtle humor was lost on me. I was in a constant state of angst and anxiety. I was stretched so thin that I had nothing left for anything aside from work. Not even for laughter.

Speaking of laughter...

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