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I went to go see the Matrix last night... what a confusing movie. It's really good, you should all go see it. It's just a little hard to follow. Actually, I understood it pretty well until Paul started analyzing and asking all these questions and totally screwed it up for me. Psh.. thanks Paul. lol. Anywho, it was a fun time. In fact, getting there was half the fun. It was Paul, Caite, Erica, Steve, and I. Thats 5 people. And Erica's dad was driving us. In a car. That only has room for 4 people. You do the math. So I ended up lying across everyone's laps in the backseat. But I'm too tall, so there was no room for my head, so we rolled down the window and drove along the highway with my head hanging out. And my hair kept getting blown in Paul's face. It was actually quite the trip. Repeated on the way home. So we ordered the tickets on fandango, so Erica's dad (who looks remarkably like Pete Townsend. His name is actually Peter. Coincidence?) goes into the mall to get them (we went to the Galleria). Meanwhile, we wait in the car. To relieve the pressure on everyone's legs, I move up to the driver's seat, in full control of the radio. And thats when it happened... the Rolling Stones came on! So I, of course, gave a stunning rendition of "Beast of Burden" in front of the million Middletown black kids just watching/pretending not to be looking. So Erica's dad/Pete Townsend comes back out with the tickets, and we go in, stopping at Baskin Robbins. I got a chocolate vortex sundae and I swear I didn't feel completely ridiculous ordering it... swear. So then we go to the movie. Erica and Steve get through, but Paul and I are next, and the kid (barely 18 himself) asks for ID (Matrix is rated R). which of course, we don't have. So Erica asks this random lady whom none of us have ever seen before in our life to pose as her mother. She does, and almost gets us in. However, she is going to see X-Men and the stupid-ass kid says that she has to be going to the same movie and watching it with us. So we go back to the lobby and find another random person, this time a man. Seeing as we can't use him as Erica's parent, we decide to say he's Paul's dad, since he's blond. But then, he says he's waiting for his 2 sons to come meet him, and we can just pretend we're friends with the boys and just going with them. So eventually, his sons come around and we go in and finally see the movie. And omg, they were sooooo cute. One is this emo kid who looks like Rivers Cuomo, but blond hair. Glasses and all. And that same wonderful smile. And he's wearing his little emo zip-up hoodie and these jeans that make his butt look so cute. I was like "Hi... be my best friend?" His name was Chris. He was a beautiful boy. And his brother's name was Jared. He was a little more of a skater punk kinda kid with baggy jeans, but still quite cute. More of Caite's type. So after the movie was over, we all piled in the hot-ass Ford Tempo (idk why we didn't take the Jetta) and drove off into the sunset to the wonderful strains of Styx's Come Sail Away. Good times.

I had practice this morning at 8... now I'm tired. We're leaving for the city in about an hour, so I guess I'll take a shower and sleep in the car. ::yawn::

MOMA's over at 9, then we're going to Caite's uncle's house in Brooklyn for desert or some shit like that. So we'll probably get home around 3 in a drunken stupor. Which is cool and all, cause it's not like I have practice tomorrow morning at 7 or anything. Ahh... good times. And I don't get to sleep after practice cause I have to ref at 12, 1, and 2. Maybe after. Except I have lacrosse. Dammit. Monday is gonna be fun. :P Alright, sHoWeR pArTy time.