I Want a Golden Pony

The other night I had one of those nights that was pretty much perfect, though for a few moments I thought it would be a horrible time.

Last week, a very dear friend of mine emailed me an invitation to go to a screening with her. Naturally I would go regardless of what the film was as I enjoy her company. I glanced quickly at the synopsis; it was harmless enough. Not that exciting, but still fun nonetheless.


We get to the theater, and having a conversation, and at some point she says "...it's Woody Allen..."

Cue needle scratching across a record.

I am not a fan of Woody Allen films. In fact, at one point in my life, my roommates were watching a Woody Allen movie and I had to leave my apartment because the sound of it just drove me nuts.

But it's too late to leave now.

We sit.

In my head I go back and forth.

"This is going to be the longest 90 minutes of my life..."

"Well, In eighth grade, I caught Everything You Need To Know About Sex... and that was enjoyable."

"Yes, but there were adults dressed as sperm in that movie."

The lights went down. The movie starts.

Within five minutes, I thought "I LOVE this!"

The film is Vicky Cristina Barcelona

Go see it! It releases on August 15th. I never knew infidelity could be so entertaining.

Afterward we went to Chipotle. Now I know that I am on the quest to lose 300 pounds, but my friend had free burrito coupons. And she convinced me by saying "It's free so it's like eating nothing."

Then I went back home and played on my Nintendo DS.

Good times.

Go see [title of show].

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