I must be in some weird mood to be writing about the weekend in such detail.
Saturday was a
mko and
shinikius sort of day. Afternoon. That.
We started by discussing the idea of an eccentric art film about full-contact action croquet with explosions that would last for four hours. I am all for this idea.
Dinner was eaten at Hirosushi, still the best sushi/Japanese cuisine that I've ever had, and quite possibly the best service I've ever had as well. I created a song about my love for iced green tea that goes: "I love you iced green tea. I love you so so bad. I want to lick you up and down your BO-DAY."
I am all for this idea as well, the idea of licking iced green tea up and down its body. Sadly, it is body-less.
And as I was driving! "Turn left here."
"Okay."
"Where are you going?"
"You said 'turn left'."
"You're turning right."
"...FUCK."
So my brain is broken. So that's not good.
We intended to see the movie ("THE MOVIE" being "Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest" of course) at the Cine Capri, but despite arriving at about 7:40 p.m. (after scouring the COMPLETELY FULL parking lot for a space), all shows were sold out until 10:30. We decided that we'd rather wait around for hours at a theatre closer to home. What the fuck, Cine Capri?
So back at the good ol' Deer Valley shopping center we were seeking candy goodness in Target. I couldn't decide if I wanted chocolate mints or chocolate truffles, and Meghan suggested I decide by juggling them and keeping the one that didn't drop, AND THEN RUN. Because she is a genius. So I did. I left with chocolate truffles, but instead of running Meghan picked up the candy and put it back, as it is some sort of physical impossibility for her to leave chocolate on the ground.
At about eight we got our tickets for the 10:10 show and STOOD IN LINE outside the theatre for an hour and a half, because everyone in Phoenix needed to see the movie
that night. Thank you, cell phone games, for entertaining us while we waited. Of course, by "cell phone games" I mean "covering Meghan's cell phone so she couldn't see where the Tetris block was going". That's my favorite game.
And the movie? I straight up goddamn loved that movie. I think I like it better than the first, simply because introductions and exposition were out of the way and the movie could jump right into silliness and swashbucklery. Those are the two things I wanted most out of that movie, and it delivered in spades.
( SPOILERS. )It was quite a long way back to the car after the movie, being that on Saturday nights free parking spaces do not exist anywhere within the vicinity of AMC 30, so on the way back Meghan and I did a live interpretation of "Tokyo Drift" with shopping carts ("Target Parking Lot Drift: if you're not out of control, you're not IN control!"), proving that 1) we are the most mature 23-year-olds in the HISTORY OF TIME, and 2) it is very hard to drift in a shopping cart.
The rest of the weekend was spent trying to put my room back together, STILL, because I have far more junk than I realized. So much junk. I had no idea I could fit so much junk into such a small space. I COULD just put it all back together in piles of dusty clutter, but... well, actually, I can't. It would slowly drive me insane. -er.