The damnedest thing happened to me today. Some girl I graduated with mentioned that someone was planning our 5-year reunion. Now, this girl was barely aware I existed until she wrote in my yearbook 'I wish I'd have gotten to know you better! Bye!' or something like that, and now she was acting like we were a tight knit group in high school. Right.
Funny how the heads seem to come out of a$$es when cliques fall apart.
True that. I don't think I've gone to see a flick since Pirates of the Carribean because of the reasons I mentioned above. Also I really loathe people who sit directly behind me in a nearly empty theater and kick my seat when they move around because their larda$$ fell asleep. Not to mention the talking. Grrr. Arrgh.
I just wait for most movies I want to see to come out on DVD. I can watch them at my leisure without annoyances and with plenty of beer, pizza, and Dr. Pepper ripoffs.
If it wasn't for the fact that they have the Hasbro Transformers reissues, I would rarely go to TRU. My local TRU doesn't carry the Unleashed figures, the sporadically get in the Clone Wars 3-packs, and the only figure they have on the Star Wars pegs is Jango Pilot. They're pretty good for LOTR, but the assurchin employees cherry-pick those cases.
Apparently, MAC is going to continue offering Buffy figures through Diamond. This is third-hand news that I got from some crazy hosers at he-man.org, who got it from MAC's Collector Society or something. Still, at least there's hope for getting Anya and Tara.
I get a medium Coke (damn theaters don't offer Pibb ) and a ridiculously small bag of Reese's Pieces that usually end up thrown at punk kids talking during a movie I paid a lot of money to see. Small wonder DVDs and home theaters sell so well.