Feb 22, 2006 10:23
Had rehearsal all weekend. Saw Date Movie Monday night.
Oh.
My.
God.
Worst movie I've ever seen. It was just so bad, it made Billy and me SICK. Just, physically sick. We couldn't get into Freedomland because I didn't have my ID, so we figured we'd go to Date Movie just to make fun of it. We couldn't even do that. That's how bad it was. Billy's never walked out of a movie before, ever. But we walked right the hell out of that shit film. Holy Crap. I wanted to kill myself. I felt dirty. It was written by 5th graders, I'm convinced. It was just THAT BAD. We got our money back in the form of tickets for any movie. AGH, I seriously want to shoot whoever had a hand in that film.
*curls up into Orson Welles' arms and sobs*
One of these days I'll find a bad fanfiction and make snide comments on it like I used to do in my Xanga. Maybe today, if I get stuff done.
Happy Birthday Leslie! I know your birthday was yesterday, but I looove you. :D