I completely agree with your icon. My teachers never looked like that. No fair! ;)

Perhaps it is only the repressed memories of actually having suffered through said film Aw, you too? You have my symapthies, believe me. I thought I was tough, I thought my bad movie resistance was high enough, but... alas. The trauma lingers.

Oh, and please apologize to your roommate for me. That was part of what drove me to get my own place- the guilt at tormenting roomies with my reactions to fics and postings. Now only my cats give me death glares, and I can ignore them much more easily.