There has been a recent trend, of which I am not terribly fond. I get reports from my friends of something truly delightful. And then I go to experience them and I come away thinking "Well, I had a larf or two" or "It was better than being poked with a badger".
And afterward, I feel bad. Because I've missed out on a chance to feel like I'd experienced something delightful, and instead just felt like I'd experienced something okay.
Hurrah.
And afterward, I feel bad. Because I've missed out on a chance to feel like I'd experienced something delightful, and instead just felt like I'd experienced something okay.
Hurrah.
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Date: 2009-05-18 04:59 pm (UTC)I saw Benjamin Buttons and Indiana Jones Crystal Skull yesterday. Meh.
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