To my complete astonishment, I ended up with 4700 words today. I figured it’d be a good day if I got to 3K, since I got started so late. Wow. Go me. :) I’m 300 words short of 90K, for heaven’s sake, but I don’t think I’m going to sit down and write those 300 just for the hell of it. I’ll settle for breaking 90K tomorrow. And hopefully charging along to about 95K. I think I have about five chapters left, which would be just exactly perfectly right. Woot. :)
.So. hungry. Nothing here to snack on, either. Drinking water has not made a dent in my hunger level. Rrrr.
So yesterday we went into Dublin to return the archer and since we were there, to go to a movie. We got there just in time to see “Walk the Line”, which was starting at 1:10. We scurried up to the theatre and sat down, where for 20 minutes the lights didn’t go down or anything, and we got increasingly impatient, but they’d been having computer problems and we just sort of figured we had to wait it out. Finally, they went down, and we had a really weird set of trailers for “Walk the Line”: X3, MI3, Two For the Money, Aeon Flux… well, okay, whatever. Then the producer credits started to come up, and Ted leaned over and said, “…are we in the right theatre?”
No. We weren’t.
*exasperated look*
So we sat there another couple minutes to see what movie we *were* at, which turned out to be “Get Rich or Die Tryin'”, which I didn’t want to see, so we left. By then it was 40 minutes into “Walk the Line”, so we just left the theatre and felt like morons. I remembered thinking there was something weird about the time or something on the marquee outside the theatre, but it wasn’t until this morning that I realized what it was.
It *did* say “Walk the Line”, but it said it was at 1:30. I’m pretty certain, now, that Walk the Line had played in that theatre at 10:20 that morning, and that the computer problems had screwed up the marquees, so it had the wrong title for the movie at 1:30.
Now, granted, if we’d looked at our tickets we’d have seen we were supposed to be in theatre 17, or something, and we’d gone into 15, but 15 *did* say Walk the Line and it was right when the damned movie was suppose to start, so we just rushed right in. Bah!
My parents and uncle did something similar when they came out to Athy last weekend, but I have to go to the gym now, so they don’t get told on. :)
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