So I saw some movies this week. First, Sheila and I watched Spiderman 2 at Silver City, then we just snuck straight into The Village, which was starting 20 minutes later. Spiderman 2 was, dare I say, rad. I thought it was terrific. Better than the first one, even. The only problem I had with it was the part when those 3 unsupervised kids kept talking really loudly all throughout the movie. After multiple shhh's from a varity of other people, I had to physically get up and walk over to where they were sitting so I could tell them to shut their pie-holes. Actually it was more like, "Can I get you guys to shut the hell up, please 'n thanks". It was quite humourous actually, because for the rest of the movie the apparent slow one of the group kept talking as normal, and the original loud one was this time shhh'ing him!

Losers.

So then we went into The Village. We had 20 or so minutes to wait, and we were getting kinda thirsty and hungry, but didn't want to leave the theatre for fear that we wouldn't be able to sneak back in... so we called Andrew. We figured he'd want to see the movie, and also figured that he would be kind enough to stop and grab us a snack on his way in. He accepted the invitation, but we forgot to ask him about the snack part.

Losers.