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I'm going to see The Birds tonight for free, possibly with a very cute and fascinating girl. Tippi Hedren will be there, I presume to tell us all how awesome it is to work with Hitchcock, or maybe to completely destroy my idolized perception of the man. Either way, it's bound to be interesting. I haven't seen the birds since I was in elementary school, so all I remember is that it's creepy as all hell. Hopefully it'll still manage to be creepy to my adult mind. Wait a second, I can't believe I just called my mind adult. I'm really only adult in body. I'm still just a stupid kid inside wishing he was out playing kick the can in the cul-de-sac. Sigh. Why is it I have so much trouble telling if people are interested in me when I really connect with them? It's so much easier to tell if someone just wants to sleep with me.
Also, I've been doing this one level of The Chronicles of Riddick so many times. I wish I had a firearm. This game is still great though.
Also, I've been doing this one level of The Chronicles of Riddick so many times. I wish I had a firearm. This game is still great though.