Gabby and I were debating whether we could sacrifice a lovely night to sit in the theater and watch pretentious nerds do pseudo-rock outs, but it was totally worth it.
"This private email from the Air Guitar Nation guy is certainly rallying my spirits…"
"Wow he definitely sounds like kind of an ego-obsessed prick. Good thing I have boners for ego obsessed pricks. I kind of wanna go. Screw nice weather."
"Okay, so we’ll go to this movie tonight, and then, immediately afterwards, sign ourselves up for some kind of rehab-style treatment program that will teach us to stop finding ego-obsessed pricks attractive. Just like Britney! Deal?"
We have yet to sign up.
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