So, apparently, I’m not allowed to pick the movies anymore. Excuse me for making Hannah, Sam, and Jenny read some subtitles. We went to the Tate Center last night and played some air hockey and foosball and then saw Lilja 4-Ever.
Sure, not the happiest movie in the world. And for the rest of the evening whenever the gals would bitch about something, I was able to remind them that, “Hey, at least you’re not a Russian prostitute in Sweden!”.
This didn’t make them feel any better. It did make Sam yell at me, however.
And we also learned two truths about our world:
1. Life can suck no matter where you go.
2. They have McDonald’s everywhere.
I promise next time we can see something with Mandy Moore in it. Will that make everyone feel better?
So, after the movie, Hannah and Jenny left to go home and cry or whatever. Sam and I watched Survivor, Apprentice, and What I Like About You. We had some monkey wine which contained no actual monkeys.
