I have tickets. I HAVE TICKETS.
Ten of them, to be precise. Also to be damn sure no one who wants to go gets left out. As far as I know, the people who definitely want to go include: Bryan, Janice, Ilya, and me. Kelli might want to go, too. And I'm not totally sure about Ilya being able to make it, but if there's a problem I will drive up to Cleveland and drag his arse down--there will be NO MISSING SERENITY, y'hear?
Yeah, so if anyone out there on the old f'list wants to go, um....I got tickets. You could meet us in Columbus. It's going to be incredible, I tell you. Incredible.
Yeah, um...imma go turn this paper in now, and then imma start studying for philosophy, because that's....not going to be fun.
ETA: Aaaannnd...the tickets are now sold out. I have never seen anything sell out like that. It's scary to think how an hour either way could have screwed things up so tremendously. I mean, if I hadn't overslept exactly long enough...*shiver*
ETA 2: According to an interview with Alan Tudyk, this is the first movie in a three-picture Firefly contract with Universal. --
imdb.com trivia You would not believe the ridiculous grin on my face right now. Three movies?! *SUQEE*