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[thejunipertree]

I'm really so very exhausted right now that I probably shouldn't be typing. I went to see the new Matrix movie with the Engineer and Miss Robin.

Highlight of the evening, heard in the row behind us during a preview for Extraordinary League of Gentlemen: He's Scottish. They talk funny. They don't talk right. They speak Scotch.

Pure comedy.

The other highlight of the evening was me spotting a stuffed bat in the grab-em claw machine at the diner we went to afterwards. Not only did I spot the damned thing, but I squeed quarters out of everyone and WON it. Pulled that little darlin' to my ever waiting arms, I tell you. And it only took three drops of the claw thing, plus a frantic shaking of the joystick when it picked up something else by mistake.

I OWN.

If I hadn't gotten the bat, I would have gone for the lobster.

Tomorrow night, errr...tonight (as in Saturday) is Stellastarr* playing at the North Star in Philly. I! Am! So! Excited!

I haven't seen Commander Jurin since Ghoulie's wedding. I squee in anticipation!

Full details are as follows:

Stellastarr*

Sat/May-24th

@ North Star 11pm
2639 Poplar Street (@ 27th)
Philadelphia, PA 19102
http://www.northstarbar.com/
Phone: 215-684-0808


Zeta Male 10pm
Stellastarr* 11pm
Surround 12am

Be there or I stab you.
hrmph.

Comments

and she will really stab you, too...

[kriskita.livejournal.com]

When I was a kid I wanted a stuffed lobster. It's sad, really. All things with an exoskeleton should come in stuffed form...horseshoe crabs, brine shrimp, centipedes...just to make up for the fact that the original just aren't very cuddly.
Stellastarr*(I keep looking for the footnote when I see their name..I'll get used to it someday). Great show.