holy crap it's midnight
Jan. 21st, 2007 12:18 amJeff just left, and I can't believe that it's midnight. I looked at the clock fully expecting it to be like 10PM, which makes no sense since we went to see an 8:15PM movie.
It is always oddly exciting to see a movie with Jeff. Over the glorious course of our friendship, we just haven't seen that many together, so it's always a little exciting. He drove out to pick up my invalid ass (briefly helping administer the eye drops since I hate doing them myself) and we drove to Pacific Place. Which was randomly overrun by stupid drunk people. Just crowds of people in general, too. I guess I'm not there at night often, but god. So much stupid! I slithered past the unwashed lunatics, in line for miles at the box office, to the automated box office. Jeff was bemused. "Why are they all in line when they could just.." "Because they're stupid." "Huh."
We got decent enough seats and watched the most bizarre preview ever. It's called Black Snake Moan. Has anyone else heard of this? Weirdest fucking movie trailer. Sam Jackson with a chain around a pantie-clad (what-else) Christina Ricci. Someone needs to tell that girl that she doesn't just have to play fucked-up sluts. There are other roles out there in the universe. Anyhow. So fucking weird. And after Snakes on a Plane tanked, I can't believe Sam Jackson's doing another stupid movie with the word Snakes in the title. What. The. Fuck?
( Spoilers for Children of Men )
Hard to watch, though. It's a hard-to-watch movie weekend. Pete and I are going to go see The Last King of Scotland tomorrow. Should be... fun?
Afterwards, we came back to my place and hung out for a bit, just chatting. Jeff administered another eye drop and went on his merry way.
Having taken my bookshelf apart, my office is in shambles. That said, I'm slowly but surely putting it back together, and the parts that are in working order make me swoon with happiness.
God, I love books.
It is always oddly exciting to see a movie with Jeff. Over the glorious course of our friendship, we just haven't seen that many together, so it's always a little exciting. He drove out to pick up my invalid ass (briefly helping administer the eye drops since I hate doing them myself) and we drove to Pacific Place. Which was randomly overrun by stupid drunk people. Just crowds of people in general, too. I guess I'm not there at night often, but god. So much stupid! I slithered past the unwashed lunatics, in line for miles at the box office, to the automated box office. Jeff was bemused. "Why are they all in line when they could just.." "Because they're stupid." "Huh."
We got decent enough seats and watched the most bizarre preview ever. It's called Black Snake Moan. Has anyone else heard of this? Weirdest fucking movie trailer. Sam Jackson with a chain around a pantie-clad (what-else) Christina Ricci. Someone needs to tell that girl that she doesn't just have to play fucked-up sluts. There are other roles out there in the universe. Anyhow. So fucking weird. And after Snakes on a Plane tanked, I can't believe Sam Jackson's doing another stupid movie with the word Snakes in the title. What. The. Fuck?
( Spoilers for Children of Men )
Hard to watch, though. It's a hard-to-watch movie weekend. Pete and I are going to go see The Last King of Scotland tomorrow. Should be... fun?
Afterwards, we came back to my place and hung out for a bit, just chatting. Jeff administered another eye drop and went on his merry way.
Having taken my bookshelf apart, my office is in shambles. That said, I'm slowly but surely putting it back together, and the parts that are in working order make me swoon with happiness.
God, I love books.
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