"[Das Roomie]," I said via cell phone as I drove home last night, "Here is my dilemna. I finished the first draft of the comic book script, and now deserve a trip to the Arclight to see Blade: Trinity. But it's playing at 8:05 and 10:55 PM."
"So..." she replied.
"So, if I go at 8:05, I have to essentially go right now, and I'm gross and sweaty, and I'll come home at 10 PM and it'll possibly be too late to do my laundry, and I HAVE to do laundry tonight... But I'll be in bed before midnight and I'll get plenty of sleep."
"And if you go at 10:55?"
"Then I come home now, shower, hang out with you, do said laundry, and then put on super-comfy clothes and go to the movie and get home at 1 AM."
"When do you have to be up?"
"Then fuck, man, I vote for Option 2."
Blade: Trinity was disappointing -- I'd hoped for a lot more Ryan Reynolds action and found the movie sadly lacking in that regard. Actually, in pretty much any regard. I kinda want to check out the DVD when it comes out. Given the feel of the editing, I think there's a whole movie's worth of special features out there.
So this is the last action flick I really get to see before Elektra in January. What? It's Rob Bowman. He's a reliable sort.
In the meantime, my friend Emily wants to watch Season 1 of Alias. I've always wanted to watch Season 1 of Alias. So that's where I'll be, the next couple of weeks.