So, I went to the movie theater yesterday (and by the way, they GOT RID OF THE MUSTACHES I WILL SUE), and I watched Scott Pilgrim VS. The World, which I just had to see again. Such an entertaining film, I must say.
My brother -whom I had not needed to convince to drive me, cause he's already seen the movie five times and was delighted to see it again- wanted to show up super early so we wouldn't miss the beginning, so there we were, in the fourth row. The rooms in the theater are pretty small, because it's the cheap theater, so we could hear every conversation in the room. In the very back were two or three men in their upper thirties, mid forties, talking about what movies were the first ever to be made into DVDs or whatever. shortly after we had sat down, a few more people came in, ladies who were probably in their thirties as well, I never really got a good look at them.
Anyway, they immediately started talking to the men, but I could tell by their conversation that they didn't know each other. I was enjoying listening to one woman talk about how much she loved Doctor Who and how she had dressed as the tenth doctor for Dragon Con and all these other conventions.
After the movie, as I was turning to leave, I got a quick glance of the woman as she was leaving the theater room. She had on a blue suit and a long tan coat. Her hair was short and spiked in the front.
"HOLY CRAP." I said, probably too loud. "IT'S THE DOCTOR!"
I hurried my brother and sister and we ran out of the theater room to find her. But she was gone. It was very sad, indeed, but a very fun story to tell nonetheless.
In other news, I've gotten to be obsessed with Adam Young's writing. He's so clever and inspired. I like drool over his blogs, and his music is so freaking inspiring, it's ridiculous. Honestly, I can't get enough. I would to meet him one day and just talk to him. The way he views life just makes me stop and think, he's just brilliant. But yeah, I could ramble on about that forever. No joke.
So, yeah. Bye.