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In three hours, I will be watching Star Trek! Whee! It feels so decadant. I'm closing the office in the middle of the day, we're going to have a movie (in the afternoon!) and dinner and then who knows what. I can't even remember the last time I went to a movie. I've turned into such a loser.
But my mom has already called and asked to see the movie with me, but she can't go until next weekend. So I'll have to lie and pretend I haven't seen the movie yet (not a problem), because she wants the bonding experience. One of the first movies I can remember seeing is Wrath of Khan with her; we had to drive 40 miles to a theater that was playing it. I wasn't a Trek fan then; that came in college with TNG. But I remember the bagpipes and people crying. Also, there was a doll store outside the theater which gave me the creeps. I hate the dolls where the eyelids flutter.
But anyway. Trek and afternoon dates! Whoot!
But my mom has already called and asked to see the movie with me, but she can't go until next weekend. So I'll have to lie and pretend I haven't seen the movie yet (not a problem), because she wants the bonding experience. One of the first movies I can remember seeing is Wrath of Khan with her; we had to drive 40 miles to a theater that was playing it. I wasn't a Trek fan then; that came in college with TNG. But I remember the bagpipes and people crying. Also, there was a doll store outside the theater which gave me the creeps. I hate the dolls where the eyelids flutter.
But anyway. Trek and afternoon dates! Whoot!