Just saw the matrix...

( SPOILERS! )

Details about the REST of my day will come in a separate post. You *must* see this movie. Or you will be assimilated. Resistance. Is. Futile.


Okay, okay, so it's the wrong reference, so sue me. What *else* would I say? Humans are weak? C'mon, guys, cut me some slack here!

Okay, other details, let's see....

First off, when I was at the theater, I forgot that 7th Avenue intersects with Broadway there, I thought I was at the wrong spot. Even though I recognized it, of course. So I call Jenn. She sends me East. I go from Times Square all the way to Grand Central before I realize my error. Then I just take a train back, but lemme tell you, I was pissed.

Movie was good. Jenn's friends are SO huggly. Really. You see them, you hug. You say goodbye, you hug. You decide not to go after all, you hug. AAAAARRRRGGGHHH!! Not that I mind, I just need to mention this. :)

We managed NOT to go up to 96th Street this time, a veritable first. People never agree on where they're gonna eat, or what they're gonna do. And at one point, Irshad told 'dul that he had a plan. This is completely unprecedented, we were all talking about what we weren't doing, so 'dul flipped out. IRSHAD HAS A PLAN!!! Eventually, even the people who *knew* us were staring. It turns out, this was Irshad's plan:

"I'm going to go into the Toys R Us, I'm going to buy some transformers, then I'm going..."
(me)"Wait, this is your big plan? You're gonna buy TOYS???"

Remember, he's some 25 years old. And old, old, OLD man. *nodnodnod*

Then were were going to the Olive Garden. Then we weren't. Finally, we went to Popeye's. Once there, Jenn realized there was no toilet. So she went back to the Toys R Us. After half an hour, people notice. Well, I said, "she didn't go to use the toilet, she went to..." (shouts of TMI)... "and anyway, that takes longer". And 'dul was looking at the people who'd been shouting, and he's just like "Why would you girls have a problem with this? One day, your breasts will be leaking too..." At which point I think all of us mentioned an abiding desire to never have kids. As Blondell (can't spell her name) said "I don't even like the taste of that stuff". Which lead to many, many bits of TMI, but nobody told her that. *sighs*

Anyway, Jenn eventually called saying she was on her way back, and Irshad gets in on this act:
"So is she done with her, ah (vague motions around his chest)" (me, getting exasperated) "Pumping? Yes, she's done pumping her breast milk"
"Um, okay... so, did she use her, ah (more vague motions)"
"Breast pump?"
('dul)"No, she didn't, she had to do it with her hands..."

*giggles again* People go to obscene lengths to not say what they mean, eh?

Anyway, it was fun. I had fun. Yay. *dances giddily*

*rolls her eyes*

Nothing gives you the right to call people rude for not *doing* your homework for you. NOTHING. The fact is, everyone there was willing to *help* her, so why letting her shoot herself in the foot, when actually helping is *harder* should be called mean, I don't know.

And, to continue on a side note, the next person to tell me to calm down is getting smited. Seriously. Chances are, I was perfectly calm right up until you said that, at which point I got pissed at you for pretending you knew what I thought.

And, finally: Don't ever ask "what are you still doing talking about this?" if you're also still talking about it. That's just stupid.