Special Edition sucks. Han shoots first.
Yesterday I went into work all mopey and depressed-like. Then my manager put the Star Wars triology into the DVD player. All was good. Curtis started making wookie noises. We all were debating our favorite characters. I like Han Solo, Lauren loves the Ewoks, Curtis loves Chewie, and Matt just makes fun of all of us for being super nerds. (Duh... we work at a record store.)