I'm a miser, I promise!
So, Friday night after work, a couple of friends and I planned to watch Tropic Thunder. I had gotten the tickets early for the 8:20 show, then wandered in Barnes & Noble where I found a couple of interesting books (Woman at Point Zero by Nawal El Saadawi and Divisadero by Michael Ondaatje), strolled over to Sephora and found the new Sephora by OPI nail polish collection. I'm not much of a nail polish girl, except doing up my toes for summer, but I found myself really liking most of the colors they had. I fell in love with this kind of brushed platinum color called Queen of Everything, which is extremely appropriate, so I plunked down the $9 for the 15mL bottle. Now, I know I've mentioned the $4 30-page notebooks before, and now this nail polish, which has me a little concerned about the impression I'm making on the people who come across my posterous. Because contrary to these few transgressions, I am not a spendthrift. I'm more miserly than anything, really. Anyway, moving on.
We ended up missing both the 8:20 and 10pm showings, and switched our tickets for the 10:55 show instead. The movie was ridiculously funny. As uncomfortable as Robert Downey Jr. in blackface initially made me, I still have to give him props. Every word out of his mouth had me rolling on the floor, and his interactions with Brandon T. Jackson are priceless. And then there's Tom Cruise, of course. He's suddenly become so much more palatable. Tom, please exercise some restraint from now on, thank you.
If you haven't already, go see the movie!
