judy poovey is the only tsh character who matters
“she had wild clothes, frosted hair, and a red corvette with california plates bearing the legend JUDY P. her voice was loud and rose frequently to a screech, which rang though the house like the cries of some terrifying tropical bird.”
realizes that henry and the macaulays are assholes 90% of the time
when camilla said something rude to her she threw her drink in her face because it was “that kind of night and “just seemed like the thing to do, you know?”
the only one of the classics group who she doesn’t seem to hate is francis which is such a valid fucking opinion
she’s a costume design major and gives richard some random suit from the costume shop to wear to lunch with bunny
did cocaine with richard in a burger king parking lot
altered her university issued desk area into a totally decked out vanity complete with a glass top and a satin skirt
“all it does here is fucking snow.”
“judy (judy! god bless her!)”
“richard,” judy would say, reaching across the table to squeeze my hand, “you must eat”
“actually, i was often glad of their company. despite her faults, judy was a kindly soul, and she was so bossy and talkative that i felt oddly safe with her.”
she actually cares so much about richard even though he treats her like shit most of the time
while watching a movie she managed to paint her fingernails, smoke a cigarette, and drink a diet coke all at the same time
lets richard take her car to take charles to the ER
became a certified aerobics instructor and appears regularly on an exercise program called “power moves!”
moral of the story is if richard would’ve just been friends with judy and co. then maybe his whole life wouldn’t have gone to shit
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