Monday, January 16, 2006

OpenAir Biff

Ohhh, the darned blog, I think it will be the death of me.

I went out with some chicks last night, and some of their many comments were:
"oooh, is, that going to make the Blog?”
It doesn’t work like that. I live my life, if something piques my interest, then I give it a bit of analysis, a bit of deliberation and then I blog. My brother always tries to send me stuff with “this is good for the blog”- maybe for his blog, but mine- No!

Last night all this occurred at OpenAir Cinema. We went to see Memoirs of Geisha.
Movie- Meh,
Atmosphere- pretty good.

OpenAir Cinema, for those who don’t know, is an outdoor cinema in Sydney city that overlooks the harbour and the city skyline. It’s pretty damn hot.

But, last night it was raining. We were given ponchos and some chocolates, which made us happy for a short period. It was definitely a hunt for free stuff at the movies and we lucked out.

We needed to find 5 seats together and we only arrived at about 8 because it was pissing down. When we got there it was packed. Sold out! People had been waiting there since 3 to get good seats or something. Crazies. They also have this thing where you can reserve seats- you just write your name on a piece of paper, go eat and then come back.

We managed to find a row where there were 3 seats together then 1 a few seats up and then another one. This is what it looked like, we’re the purples:

There was an aisle, then these randoms (the pink seats) were sitting at the top. The pink bitch would not move up one seat to the left (we would ask the other people, those greens, to move when they came back). She said she wanted to sit on the exit and that’s why she got there so early. I started asking her if she was serious. I told her it’s only one foot over and it’s quite selfish. Who wants to go to the movies and sit by themselves? Then I really got into it and made one of those weird “Ohhh-Kayyyyy” like she’s a loony and I’m not the one with the problem.

Everyone is on such a short fuse at the moment, bad moods, or lots of people are just managing to say the wrong things. If this rainy weather doesn't let up soon, I will crack another spastic. I can feel it.

In the end we found better seats, so I don’t understand why she just didn’t sit down the front, on top of the exit instead of right near the back. I had to go back and rip off our reserved stickers. I made sure I did it in a really aggressive manner with lots of yanking. I also made sure there was no eye contact. That was fun.

The movie anyway was pretty good. Book is much better as always. I was really ready to cry, because I was told this was a crying movie and felt like a cry would be good. But, the only tears on my face were those of pain from the rain trickling off my poncho and directly into my eye, which was bloody painful. Those chairs are also the most uncomfortable things in the world.

And here is a pic of me and the shmoigies from my cousin's wedding. Toba is clearly stoned and Gila wants to get as far away from me as possible.

The other pic is my brother & sister. The dress was mucho hot:

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