Ok, so after being all eager and looking forward to this and everything, guess what? Boy - I shall call him Boy from now on as that simplifies things for me - shows up now, nearly 5:30, so screw matinee prices today and since today we're doing a White Wolf cross-game RPG, tabletop, we can't really go to the 'spensive one either, 'cause dammit, we'd get home late enough that ooh, we might be here TEN WHOLE MINUTES after Eamon (who is DM'ing) wants to start playing. Guess what? We have Paul and Juliet playing - WE WILL NOT START ON TIME! It doesn't matter WHAT is going on, we will not start on time if they are both involved!

ARGH.

I am intensely frustrated.

So apparently we are going tomorrow, at least if Boy doesn't somehow flake out, and I am Not A Happy Camper. It's like being denied orgasm... no, scratch that, it's not LIKE that, it IS that... gods, have I mentioned what this movie does to me?

Yeah. So. Frustrated Jax.

REALLY Frustrated Jax.

And now I have to drive us all to the store, and to the dice shop, and goddess knows where else, when I would rather be getting ready to go sit in a nice air-conditioned theater, watching XXX and being all bouncy.

Fuck.

Can this day get worse? Oh yeah, I'm sure it can, and equally sure it will. I'm just waiting to see HOW.

Oh. Wait.

No.

I know that too.

*shudders* FUCK THIS.