So yesterday I was planning on either going into the darkroom and doing those wedding proofs or going to a movie and using up one of those nine passes that expire next Sunday, but I spent the day dong the dishes and bathing for an hour and catching up on e-mail and stuff and I had a swell day.

Then I went to the store to get a bag of Jax for the movies and I was in the "10 Items or Less" line even though there were like five people in it because the other lines were even longer, and the woman in front of me had like 20 items but it looked like she and her husband were going to pretend to be two people and have ten items each which is just cheating in my opinion, and I was rolling my eyes and making faces and muttering to myself and being generally extremely obnoxious in a quiet sort of way, and then the cheating woman turned and smiled and said "Is that all you have? Why don't you go ahead of me?!" and I grinned in a surprised fashion and said "Gee, really? Thanks!" and I moved in front of her and was really happy for about one second and then I started getting highly annoyed at the new woman in front of me and the cashier was just so slow and then the new woman in front of me turned and smiled and said "Is that all you have? Why don't you go ahead of me?!" and I was simply floored this time and I felt really guilty that I was so obnoxious about these nice women, even if it was mostly only in my head, and I paid my dollar fifty and started wandering out of the store and this guy yells out "Miss, you forgot your cheese puffs!"

It restores your faith in human nature when people let you cut ahead of them when you only have one item.

Then I went to Radio City and saw The Sting with John and his roommates David and Nik.

I don't think John liked the movie much. But I do remember when we saw Muriel's Wedding and I thought he was hating it 'cause he was fidgeting so much, so I really couldn't enjoy it. Of course, it ended up that he just loved it and it's now one of his favourite films, so what do I know? I wish it wasn't this way, but if the person I'm with isn't enjoying the film, then neither can I, no matter how much I like it.

So I loved The Sting (of course), but I didn't have the greatest time since I was pretty sure that John wasn't having a good time.

Also when I was at the supermarket, I saw this little girl around 7 or 8 years old in a white communion dress sitting in a shopping cart that her mother (presumably) was pushing around. She wasn't sitting in the little kiddie seat, but in the main part of the cart where the groceries go, and it looked like the woman steering the cart had seen a special on communion candidates on aisle 5 and decided to grab one.

Maybe she had a coupon.

One year ago today:
The third best ride at Great Adventure was The Great American Scream Machine.

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