Tonight, I finally went to see Revenge of the Sith...for the first time. And I honestly thought I was the last person in America to see it, but I was wrong. The theater was pretty full. And with the exception of one guy who looked like he was there every night to see it since it opened, I believe others were Sith virgins too.
I really hope you nerds don't disown me for taking so long. I liked it and the time really flew. Although I hated knowing the outcome of everything. It was a little anticlimactic and some parts dragged a little because of this ("Okay okay. I know you both survive this little battle...get on with it..."). And I still wince and yell "Noooo!" any time Yoda falls or appears hurt. Please tell me that puts me back in your dorky good graces.
I came home from the movie and realized that I have a new pet. I found this when I came home for lunch today.
It won't leave. I put Shmuffin out on the porch to try to scare it away. It didn't move. I yelled at it, flipped it the bird (ha! get it?) and nothing. It just looks at me. I guess it has eggs up there. I don't want to hurt it, so I guess I'll just have to leave it alone for now. I'll take it down when it is evident that she's done. And yes, she is still here 13 hours later.
We named her Spike.
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