Day off!
Getting to sleep in was glorious. And for once I didn't wake up early out of habit and actually slept until almost 9 o'clock. Relaxation was short-lived after I looked up how much it was going to cost to fix the windshield on my car and then it was an hour or so of talking to my mother about making a claim, talking to the insurance to make a claim, and talking to the company who is going to replace it.
And then Curtis called and we planned to go out for the night for dinner and a movie. And so we did.
We hit up Kerby Lane and I got to confirm what I already suspected: religious (not overly so) and conservative (may be overly so though he doesn't like Palin at least). But even so, I had a good time chatting with him and subsequently getting lost on the way to the movies for a while. He would apologize for it later, but getting to drive around was even fun.
When we did get to a theater, we picked the one at the Domain. Not a good idea. First off, you walk in and it is like a ritzy bar. Then when I said we wanted two tickets the girl asked if we had reservations and then explain that since we didnt, and weren't part of their crazy ass club, each ticket was legit 29 dollars per person! I just had to look up how much it was because when she said it I must have blacked out. I was so ready to walk away. I wanted to pay since Curtis paid for the meal (against my wishes, but I figured I would get the movie and it would be fairly balanced). He just popped out his card like it was nothing though and on we went.
I made a joke once we were in their amazingly comfortable lounge seats that the price must have been for spending the night there, as if the seats were our bed and the screening room a massive hotel room. Only way that expense would be worth it. Not to mention the oddness of the type of movie we were seeing, an off-color comedy heavy on the "bro-humour" with these professional looking waiters, and menus, and cloth napkins, and women in heels, and wine. Bizarre.
It was an experience.
Getting to sleep in was glorious. And for once I didn't wake up early out of habit and actually slept until almost 9 o'clock. Relaxation was short-lived after I looked up how much it was going to cost to fix the windshield on my car and then it was an hour or so of talking to my mother about making a claim, talking to the insurance to make a claim, and talking to the company who is going to replace it.
And then Curtis called and we planned to go out for the night for dinner and a movie. And so we did.
We hit up Kerby Lane and I got to confirm what I already suspected: religious (not overly so) and conservative (may be overly so though he doesn't like Palin at least). But even so, I had a good time chatting with him and subsequently getting lost on the way to the movies for a while. He would apologize for it later, but getting to drive around was even fun.
When we did get to a theater, we picked the one at the Domain. Not a good idea. First off, you walk in and it is like a ritzy bar. Then when I said we wanted two tickets the girl asked if we had reservations and then explain that since we didnt, and weren't part of their crazy ass club, each ticket was legit 29 dollars per person! I just had to look up how much it was because when she said it I must have blacked out. I was so ready to walk away. I wanted to pay since Curtis paid for the meal (against my wishes, but I figured I would get the movie and it would be fairly balanced). He just popped out his card like it was nothing though and on we went.
I made a joke once we were in their amazingly comfortable lounge seats that the price must have been for spending the night there, as if the seats were our bed and the screening room a massive hotel room. Only way that expense would be worth it. Not to mention the oddness of the type of movie we were seeing, an off-color comedy heavy on the "bro-humour" with these professional looking waiters, and menus, and cloth napkins, and women in heels, and wine. Bizarre.
It was an experience.
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