Since there was no advertising for the event, Becky, Hallie, and I were the only people in the theater. Aside from employees. It was very strange, because all the employees were just standing around, staring at us. They were all watching and waiting, being as pleasant as possible, as if we were there to sell our souls or join a cult.
They opened the doors for us and escorted us to the specific theater. Even though it was only the two of us - not counting Hallie - they still had a concession cart in the theater. We even got a book and a little bag with coupons. None of which I would use, because they're all baby related, but there were also a couple nail files that are useful. The book was Life's Greatest Lessons. Eh, might be worth a look. It's another book to add to the shelf, so no complaints there.
A theater to ourselves, one that was intended to have tons of babies in it, is very cool. Hallie didn't fuss or cry at all, so things were incredibly quiet. While she was awake she stared, wide eyed, at the screen. She was in complete awe of the extra large TV. I don't blame her. Here's the beginning of her lifelong obsession.
The movie was pretty cute. The 80's references helped. Modern twist on It's a Wonderful Life ala Family Man, minus the guardian angel. Lots of cheesy moments, but I didn't expect anything less. I'm sure most people would rather wait and see this when it comes out on DVD. I would have normally been one of them, but I won't often pass up the chance to see a movie in theaters.
And I have nothing else to contribute.
Except a few useless surverys....
The Generic Teenager Stereotype
Do you drink [alcohol]?:
Rarely, but yes.
Do you party a lot? How often?:
God no. People suck.
Do you use drugs for recreational purposes?:
Nope.
How often do you use the word like in an average hour?:
Like, 27
Do you skip classes? How often?:
Every day. Oh, wait, I'm not in school.
Do you have casual sex? Protected?:
Casual? Meaning... with anyone? Then no.
Do you steal?:
Not lately.
Do you wear inappropriate clothing?:
Uh oh, you can see my belly button.
Do you drool over celebrities?:
Never gotten close enough.
Do you watch a lot of TV?:
Full time job.
Do you ever watch the News?:
Almost never.
Do you even care about world issues?:
Slightly.
Do you read books often?:
Yes. Not often enough though.
Are you failing a lot of your classes?:
I must be, because I didn't even know about them.
Do you spend most of your time with your friends?:
Not really.
Do you smoke cigarettes?:
God no.
Do you hang out a lot in malls, or at Seven Elevens?:
Nope.
Do you often find yourself with a crush on someone?:
Always.
Do you cuss a lot?:
Fuck yeah!
Are you desperate to fit in?:
Couldn't care less.
Are you intelligent?:
I guess with some things.
The Goth Stereotype
Black lipstick?:
Not anymore.
Black eyeliner?:
Sometimes.
Black eyeshadow?:
Got it, don't use it too often.
Black trenchcoat?:
Nope.
Black boots?:
A few pair.
Black fishnets?:
Oooh yeah.
Black nail polish?:
Yep.
Cigarettes?:
Hell no.
Heavy metal music?:
Some.
Marilyn Manson?:
Sure.
Kittie?:
Yep.
Cradle of Filth?:
Why not.
Constant frown and perpetual angst?:
Perpetually constant, with intermittent smiles.
Do you like to be seen as:
A : ? No, I'd rather not be seen as a colon. Cause, ew.
Are you an intellectual?:
That's code for pompous... I'd like to think not.
An atheist?:
Agnostic
Horrible home life?:
Not the best, but nothing abusive.
Hopelessly depressed?:
It happens.
Suffering with suicidal idealations?:
That's not a word. But it also happens.
Self-mutilation?:
In thought.
The Punk Stereotype
Plaid?:
Mmmmm... Yes!!
Big black boots?:
Love 'em.
Mohawk?:
I wouldn't look right.
Excessive piercings? [Especially facial]:
Nope.
Loud, confident and opinionated?:
Never.
Wild hair colors?:
Tried 'em. Still do it on occasion.
NOFX?:
Sure.
Rancid?:
Definitely.
Well versed on political scandals and outrages?:
Not at all.
A:
What's with the colon?
The Jock Sterotype
What's your IQ?:
Chicken Pot Pie
Do you watch a lot of sports?:
Never.
Play a lot of sports?:
Almost never.
Talk a lot about sports?:
More than never.
Do you do anything, really, but think about sports?:
Everything.
Are you arrogant?:
No.
Are you a male or female whore?:
That's not a sport.
Are you homophobic?:
Nope.
Do you tease other people a lot because you want to seem confident?:
No, I do it because it's fun.
But really you're a quivering mass of insecurity?:
*gasp* You read my diary?!
Boobs = yes?:
Magic Orbs sounds better.
Parties = yes?:
Crowds = shit!
Dropping out of high school and flipping burgers = yes?:
Oh, if only.
The Girl Stereotype
Do you spend a lot of time on your appearence?:
Appearance = couch?
Have you ever been on a diet?:
The 'eat what I want' diet.
How much did you lose?:
A bag of chips.
Was it not so much a diet as it was an eating disorder?:
A disorder of feeling hungry then acting on that feeling. Damn impulsiveness.
Make yourself throw up?:
Never have.
Make-up?:
Extremely rare.
Low-cut tops?:
If I had the body.
How big are your boobies? [Cup size]:
12 year old boy sized.
Do you flip your hair when you talk, even if you don't realize it?:
If I didn't realize it, wouldn't I still answer no? Besides, it's too long to simply flip.
Giggle a lot?:
I think so.
What's the deal with boys?:
They're poopyheads.
Thongs?:
I spend all day trying to keep my underwear OUT of my ass, why purposefully put them there?
Pretty bras?:
Again, if I had the rack.
YM, Teen, Cosmo, et al?:
Yeah, they're magazines. Nice example in grouping.