“It’s freakin’ Gone with the Wind.”
To date I think I’ve watched Superman Returns almost 30 over times. I can’t get enough of that movie. And when I’m tired of the latest movie, I watch Superman 1 & 2 again. It’s a sickness, really.
CFB had the evening planned on Tuesday along with PP. Only thing was, they knew exactly where we were going, I had no blinking idea. Although, they assured me that it will blow my mind away and that I’ll be taken to the stars and back.
They were right, the little rascals. I was blown so far away into the stars and I forgotten the tippytoes moments they put me through, the blindfolding all the way into the theater or accidentally leading me into a wall.
Superman Returns at the Omni-Max Theater. The ultimate way to watch Superman….I could bloody count the number of face hair on him. When they say it’s a different experience, they mean exactly that.
So, darling CFB, PP… thank you very much. I love you bunches. I had a blast and I went home grinning like a little kid.
Met WAP after the Omni-Max experience at around mid-night….and that boy came down in shorts and t-shirt…which is cool cause we went to his place. He was limping though…a compressed muscle thing with the toes. It was late, I forgot what exactly he called it. Funny boy he is….considering he slapped on a whole lot of eye liner before coming to meet us. But let’s hope Jerome never finds out just how much eye-liner he used just to meet us.
Yesterday was crazy and tiring. Not that I did anything strenuous besides the mad chores that needed to be done. As much as I wanted to stay home and just sleep…. I couldn’t. As much as I’d like to say I can ignore and let it go…it gets too much. Especially when I’m not feeling too spiffy. At least there was some love with the best buds later on at night that made it better.
The whole left arm is fucking killing me. Went to the doc’s this morning….he and I both concluded that my left side is my weakest and that we should reconstruct a new left side for me. He wanted to do some EKG shit…but he didn’t have the right equipment….so there’s no way I’m going to back to do this GG thing. There I was telling him my bloody arm hurts and he’s asking if I can feel my toes. COME ON!! Bruised and broken…
But hey….I got to experience Superman like no other…sooo it’s all good.
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