Current mood:

aggravated

damn i feel old
so i went to the movies last nite and TRIED to watch batman begins. TRIED being the operative word. we were sitting in the 2nd to the last row which apparently is a big mistake because behind us were a bunch of annoying ass LOUD kids. i have no idea how old they were, i'm assuming teens, but that's not important. throughout the movie they kept talking and talking and TALKING... getting up, walking out walking back in, and KICKING THE BACKS OF OUR SEATS....

i HATE HATE, with a passion a deep DEEP passion, when the back of my seat gets kicked. i swear i was thinking really REALLY bad thoughts, but... i have to stay on my best behavior for the next couple years dammit. yah, me, the super anti-confrontationist, wanted so badly to do something, ANYTHING to make those damn kids shut up and sit down.

rey, i think, was more agitated by them because he actually paid attention to their conversation. apparently, this couple was fighting or something and the guy was telling his buddy all about it. phil got fed up, got up and moved to another seat. rey figured it wasn't worth saying anything because he didn't want to miss the movie or cause a scene ruining someone else's viewing pleasure or whatever you call it.

but thank JESUS the stupid kids finally got up and left a little after phil left. we got to watch the second half of the movie in peace. well... except for the fact that i had feet next to me. the chick that was sitting 1 seat over decided to use phil's seat as a foot rest. GROSS!!