Liz is the busiest person in Texas. She is always gone when I wake up, and she's never home before 7:30. One time she didn't come home until after midnight. While this has given me opportunities to hang out with Jess, I want to party!
Last night we did just that. There are Studio Movie Grills in Dallas, and we had coupons so that we could see The Amazing Spiderman and get a free drink for just $6! The thing with this movie theater is that you order your drinks and food from your seat, and people serve you as you watch the film. I was a little overwhelmed by this, so I went out on a limb and got...popcorn.
Spiderman really is amazing. I would have been okay with a different kind of origin story, but Andrew Garfield and Emma Stone are so infinitely better than Toby Maguire and Kirsten Dunst that the plot almost doesn't matter. When we left the theater, I told Liz that I love any movie that causes me to make unexpected noises. She said, "I forgot that is one of my favorite things about you! I love when you laugh uncontrollably and then get embarrassed and try to hide it."
The thing is, I assume other people find the same things funny that I do. There's a short clip of Peter sitting upside down on his wall beside his door, and it's so ludicrous and "of course you would try that!" I let out a huge bark of laughter. And no one else made a sound. C'mon, moviegoers. Luckily, most of the time Liz was laughing with me, and we smacked each other whenever Andrew Garfield was especially adorable, which was 98% of the time.
We got home around 10:00, which meant it was time for the Olympic Opening Ceremonies! James Bond and the Queen! JK ROWLING. So much British insanity. They certainly have their own brand of humor. Also, it made me incredibly sad when the agrarian fields were torn up for the Industrial Revolution. It was like I was watching Tolkien's pain in fast forward, and I told the television, "The ents are going to get you for this."
I desperately hoped, even after the ceremony turned sentimental, that the Doctor would light the final torch, but he didn't! Britian, you are supposed to be Who-obsessed! The time-space continuum is now broken. As one website complained this morning, "You had ONE JOB, Britain."
I love the Olympics. I love that I live in a house of Olympics fanatics. Jess and Liz and I sat around watching events all morning. For like, four hours. The next two weeks are going to be extremely unproductive.
Oh, also I paid for my classes and applied to work on campus. YIKES I AM SUDDENLY POOR.
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