pink smells like pigs.
as lame and eighties as it sounds, everything will be good if you give it time.
today i have a job interview. today things might turn around. bun-bun has a job interview today too. finally the stress levels could be going down. and best, we have a lunch date at chipotle for burittos.
last night we went to aurora mall to see the incredible hulk. it was slow, but an okay movie. i finnaly figured out why i don't particularly like to go to the movie theatre. something i have been in denial from in hopes i wouldnt sound 75, is the sound. movie theatre's are incredibly loud. way too loud. unnessesarily loud. it bugs me and thats all i can think aboutso i get frusterated and end up not liking the movie. plus, the screen. its equally as blown out of proportion. its too big to even stay in the range of pereferal vision, never-the-less just regular tv viewing. when we got to the theatre the guy up there said they didnt accept credit cards. his ATM was broken too. i couldnt even get a reciept. half way through the movie all these mexican poeple came in (probobly 10-13) and ran around the theatre and kept scoffing and phones ringing and kids screaming and as soon as the movie ended, ran back out. sometimes the movie-going experience just isn't the greatest.
i did enjoy last night's experience because bun-bun wanted to see the hulk for a long time, and i like leaning on shoulders and smelling arms.
okay, fin.
i bet bjork's kid is uber weird.
today i have a job interview. today things might turn around. bun-bun has a job interview today too. finally the stress levels could be going down. and best, we have a lunch date at chipotle for burittos.
last night we went to aurora mall to see the incredible hulk. it was slow, but an okay movie. i finnaly figured out why i don't particularly like to go to the movie theatre. something i have been in denial from in hopes i wouldnt sound 75, is the sound. movie theatre's are incredibly loud. way too loud. unnessesarily loud. it bugs me and thats all i can think aboutso i get frusterated and end up not liking the movie. plus, the screen. its equally as blown out of proportion. its too big to even stay in the range of pereferal vision, never-the-less just regular tv viewing. when we got to the theatre the guy up there said they didnt accept credit cards. his ATM was broken too. i couldnt even get a reciept. half way through the movie all these mexican poeple came in (probobly 10-13) and ran around the theatre and kept scoffing and phones ringing and kids screaming and as soon as the movie ended, ran back out. sometimes the movie-going experience just isn't the greatest.
i did enjoy last night's experience because bun-bun wanted to see the hulk for a long time, and i like leaning on shoulders and smelling arms.
okay, fin.
i bet bjork's kid is uber weird.