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Jun. 27th, 2002 11:05 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
aintbrokeI was trying to get some much needed room straightening done last night, (that was the plan, anyway,) when I was attacked by people who insisted that I go out and have fun instead.
Well, there went my evening.
So April and Miitch and I read through my backlog of "savable" comics, and wasted time online with name generators and quizzes (Miitch is camo. Ha.) and off with *gasp* conversations. (We did manage to put together a dinner between the lot of us.)
I was pestered about my boyfriend, who, it turns out, I have not told anyone much about. (As of last night, this has not changed. I really don't see how it's any of their business.)
We went to the late show of Lilo and Stich, and we very nearly had the place to ourselves. (I think the other people might have left midway through the movie, because we're scary like that, but I'm not sure.) It was still good, even if April was crying. (It's a cartoon for Pete's sake. Albiet a creepily accurate cartoon. I was Lilo as a small child (only less disturbed), Mac and Tov will back this up.)
Then we wandered into Minority Report, which was surprisingly not horrible. (Neither Miitch nor April had snuck (Spell check tells me that the past tense of "sneak" is "sneaked." I don't buy it.) into a movie before. Plebes.) As I strongly dislike the idea of predestination, I couldn't really get behind the whole "precog" thing. But, it didn't insult my intelligence or my squick-sense so it was truly a triumph of Hollywood films.
I really miss decent films. Not here because they've never been here, but foreign, or indi or something. Something like Dulcie's film HtMoMSMfBaTSA (that's a long acronym....) or Amelie, or something that I could get reasonably excited over. (I'm asking too much aren't I?)
In any case... we didn't get home until 12:45, which oughtn't feel that late, but I was up at 5:30 the day before to finish off the bouldering wall. (Which is very-nearly-almost done.) So now I'm falling asleep at my desk, and it is not good. I think I'll go find some caffinee.
Well, there went my evening.
So April and Miitch and I read through my backlog of "savable" comics, and wasted time online with name generators and quizzes (Miitch is camo. Ha.) and off with *gasp* conversations. (We did manage to put together a dinner between the lot of us.)
I was pestered about my boyfriend, who, it turns out, I have not told anyone much about. (As of last night, this has not changed. I really don't see how it's any of their business.)
We went to the late show of Lilo and Stich, and we very nearly had the place to ourselves. (I think the other people might have left midway through the movie, because we're scary like that, but I'm not sure.) It was still good, even if April was crying. (It's a cartoon for Pete's sake. Albiet a creepily accurate cartoon. I was Lilo as a small child (only less disturbed), Mac and Tov will back this up.)
Then we wandered into Minority Report, which was surprisingly not horrible. (Neither Miitch nor April had snuck (Spell check tells me that the past tense of "sneak" is "sneaked." I don't buy it.) into a movie before. Plebes.) As I strongly dislike the idea of predestination, I couldn't really get behind the whole "precog" thing. But, it didn't insult my intelligence or my squick-sense so it was truly a triumph of Hollywood films.
I really miss decent films. Not here because they've never been here, but foreign, or indi or something. Something like Dulcie's film HtMoMSMfBaTSA (that's a long acronym....) or Amelie, or something that I could get reasonably excited over. (I'm asking too much aren't I?)
In any case... we didn't get home until 12:45, which oughtn't feel that late, but I was up at 5:30 the day before to finish off the bouldering wall. (Which is very-nearly-almost done.) So now I'm falling asleep at my desk, and it is not good. I think I'll go find some caffinee.
