11/16

so last night and morning i had the absolute pleasure of not only seeing the seventh harry potter movie at midnight but having a reason behind it beyond (unhealthy but magical obsession), in celebration of one of my room mates birthdays. we stood in line amongst all the crazies, dressed fully or only partially in costume (and by crazies I mean how crazy jealous of their visible material admiration I was). when the doors opened so did the mad rush into the eye of the needle- the ticket taking line. three of my room mates, one who's presence we missed, rushed to the front and got our tickets printed and torn and once allowed bounded to theatre two. theatre two turned out to be a small and surprisingly intimate theatre where the three of us could sit together with ease. unfortunately though we sat with one seat open to the left us and a young man that my room mate affectionately described as smelling awfully of three of her favorite things, b.o., cigarettes and alcohol. despite our smelly compadre the three of us in merry anticipation of a film that would prove (and always does) to be beyond magical. but was not magical were the slew of unimaginably bad movie trailers. now i myself have a low bar for movies, i often find myself enjoying the most awful and cheeseball of such things (which my room mate was more than happy to concur with on the spot) but I could not even bare what i had just seen. my room mate and i turned to our room mate on my right, who beckons from the beautiful country of india, and proceeded to apologize that these were what she was being subjected to and to profess our embarrassment. just to prove (as well as not leave us as the only ones forced to sit through this) i have put the think for the most outrageous of the lot here:


http://www.cowboysandaliensmovie.com/?__source=ggl|cowboys+and+aliens+trailer|Brand|G_Cowboys&Aliens&sky=ggl|cowboys+and+aliens+trailer|Brand|G_Cowboys&Aliens




i believe it speaks for itself. but of course once we were able to pass the horror of the next years flicks, the magic began. i myself am still trying to process the beauty that was within part one of the indescribable phenomena. all should see it (obviously) and do not need me to reaffirm this notion.

after our dreams had come true we headed to our ukranian restaurant where we met our other room mate and another of our friends, for which we enjoyed pancakes (of the raspberry and potato variety), omelets, hot cocoa, and meatballs and gravy. we then briskly walked home and hit the hay till um.. 4pm.

for f*cks sake