movies, movies, new hit movies, when I want movies I wanna see STARZ.
The movies were fun.
11 of us in all showed up, and after thirty minutes of sitting inside Mexicali Grill, finally ordered. And it was because I waved at the manager-ish guy in a white shirt and colorful tie. I thought the food was very good. Then we headed on over to inside the theater to sit and such.
These three hispanic boys moved over and sat in the three empty seats right next to Emily M. (that were sort of supposed to be occupied by Robert, Jonathan, and Caroline) after a joking wave and a "how you doin'?" from the peanut gallery, namely me. They seemed to think we were flirting with them and extremely turned on. Emily and I burst into hilarious laughter. They spent the next several minutes talking excitedly in spanish and then turning to look at me and Emily.
other memories include:
greg masturbating- "shut up Emily, I was scratching my stomach"
danny's random profanities aimed at the characters in the movie, who could not hear him.- "GOD SHUT UP DANNY."
alex leaping a tall row of chairs in a single bound
toby mcguire's....lips
singing about three words from "vindicated" to a passing group of people, while perched atop a trash can
how every time we saw a person with a HAT, no matter what kind, emily would get all giggly and assume it was one of our hispanic counterparts.
When it was time to leave the theater, I was straddling a row of chairs because you know, it would be *gasp!* NORMAL to go downstairs by actually using stairs. And it's at this point that Emily m. says to me, "aren't you going to say goodbye?" gesturing at the guys we didn't know at all. And I said no and started walking away, until they were like "bye! call me!" (which was perfectly ridiculous as I didn't want nor have any of their numbers), so I turned round and gave a feeble wave.
I liked the randomness of sitting around on and near a trash can/ash tray waiting to be picked up.
Damn I have to wake up at eight again.
Tally ho!
11 of us in all showed up, and after thirty minutes of sitting inside Mexicali Grill, finally ordered. And it was because I waved at the manager-ish guy in a white shirt and colorful tie. I thought the food was very good. Then we headed on over to inside the theater to sit and such.
These three hispanic boys moved over and sat in the three empty seats right next to Emily M. (that were sort of supposed to be occupied by Robert, Jonathan, and Caroline) after a joking wave and a "how you doin'?" from the peanut gallery, namely me. They seemed to think we were flirting with them and extremely turned on. Emily and I burst into hilarious laughter. They spent the next several minutes talking excitedly in spanish and then turning to look at me and Emily.
other memories include:
greg masturbating- "shut up Emily, I was scratching my stomach"
danny's random profanities aimed at the characters in the movie, who could not hear him.- "GOD SHUT UP DANNY."
alex leaping a tall row of chairs in a single bound
toby mcguire's....lips
singing about three words from "vindicated" to a passing group of people, while perched atop a trash can
how every time we saw a person with a HAT, no matter what kind, emily would get all giggly and assume it was one of our hispanic counterparts.
When it was time to leave the theater, I was straddling a row of chairs because you know, it would be *gasp!* NORMAL to go downstairs by actually using stairs. And it's at this point that Emily m. says to me, "aren't you going to say goodbye?" gesturing at the guys we didn't know at all. And I said no and started walking away, until they were like "bye! call me!" (which was perfectly ridiculous as I didn't want nor have any of their numbers), so I turned round and gave a feeble wave.
I liked the randomness of sitting around on and near a trash can/ash tray waiting to be picked up.
Damn I have to wake up at eight again.
Tally ho!