Da Vinci Goodness

So I'm starting this at night, but posting in the morning. I am efficient. Hiiiie-ya! --insert ninja noise-- Don't ask me where that came from either, it just.. fit.

I dragged mum and her "wounds" (teehee) to the movies today because I have been busting to see the Da Vinci Code since it came out. Plus, it was cheap Tuesday, haha. So it was good. We went to a 5.30pm screening too, so we've just got back. Er, I mean, we went YESTERDAY and we got back at 8.30pm. Yep. Because I'm actually uploading this tomorrow. I mean, today. Gah!

It was pretty good. I don't know that the characters matched perfectly - I kept seeing Aringarosa (the Bishop) as that Octopus dude from Spiderman 2, so that didn't help. Paul Bettany was just fabulous though, he was quite scary and did a great job of Silas. I think I've been secretly in love with him since Wimbledon, I really adore that movie. Great one. You should check it out if you haven't already but ANYWAY. Tom Hanks? Not sure. He's one of my favourite actors but him? As Robert Langdon? I don't know. I sort of pictured someone different. The lady that played Sophie was pretty good. All in all, it wasn't bad at all. Glad we went and saw it. Thanks mum!

(Except for some stupid idiots at the cinemas - gah. I still get pissy thinking about it.) I bought the tickets and the popcorn, served by 3 people. I know. THREE. One trainee, one person training the trainee and one trainee who was just sort of hovering around the counter. I bought the tickets for us, and a popcorn bucket and a drink. I was a good customer, see? I even said the trainee did a good job. Ha. Mum decided she wanted something for dinner - so I trekked down to the foodcourt for her because of her "wounds" - teehee (!!). Got her a chicken burger thing, hiked back up the stairs and am presented with the same trainees.

Trainee: "Can I see your ticket please?"
Me: ((halting mid-step as if being held up)) "Um, Ok, I just bought it??"
Trainee: "Okay thankyou."
Me: "Right." ((starts walking again))
Trainee: "Excuse me?"
Me: ((halting mid-step as if being held up -- again)) "Yeah?"
Trainee: "You can't take hot food into the cinema."
Me: "It's not getting eaten, it's for later."
Trainee: "You'll have to speak to my manager."
Me: "But I just bought popcorn!"
Manager ((who happens to be someone I sort of, but don't really know, and would only smile at in passing IF I was in a good mood, you know?)): "You can't take hot food into the cinema." ((smiling at me))
Me: ((not smiling)) "It's not getting eaten, it's to take home. See? Bag."
Manager: "It's company policy. No special favours, it's the same for everyone. ((still smiling))
Me: ((really not smiling, in fact, probably glaring)) "I have popcorn to eat."
Manager: "Um, okay."
Me: ((stomps off))

Fucking idiots. Don't ask me why that pissed me off so much. I just felt like cramming the chicken burger up their noses. And it IRRITATES me when people act like they know me, when they don't, actually. Damn. I really am PMS-y. And now I have popcorn-teeth.

Oh, and before I forget:

Dear Jen. I love you for posting. Love, Me.