That time I was late to something.

On Thursday I was driving to Oak Brook mall to celebrate my favorite holiday – The Victoria’s Secret Semi-Annual Sale – when Jen called me to see if I wanted to head to Hollywood Boulevard to see “I Am Legend” for free in fifty minutes. I told her yes, and then hit the gas to try and make it to VS with enough time to get to the theatre. It was the first day and I wanted to get there while there was still some good d, and since I would be gone all weekend I knew I would miss a lot.

I shopped the sale like a pro. I kind of just grabbed at anything girly and pink and in my size. I didn’t really pay attention to what I was taking or what it cost and I ended up with an armload of stuff in seven minutes…but then I got into line and waited for half an hour. I had to call Jen twice from the line to tell her that I thought I might be late and then that I definitely would be very late. I was only behind three other people too…of course it was three people with $200 worth of sale merchandise along with a clerk who I could tell was seasonal.

So I finally got up there and got my hot, sexy, pink (not all pink) loot:

and then paid and got outa there…yeah, I only left the store at 8 for a movie that started at 8 🙁

I made it to the theatre at about 8:20. I don’t think I’ve ever been so late to anything ever in my life. Luckily Jen was able to leave my ticket up at the front and left me a text to tell me where in the theatre her and MK were sitting. So I found them, ordered up a Pepsi and some sweet potato fries then tried to figure out what the hell was happening in the movie. I thought I must have missed a big plot point that explained what was going on, but apparently Matt was confused as well. It was a pretty good movie, except I hate all this modern technology crap that makes movies look cartoony and fake. I would much rather see a puppet monster. It was better than the movie where Tom Hanks is all alone, and the dog is more entertaining than the volleyball (spoiler: although admittedly, I did cry when both died…yes I cried when a volleyball died…do you know me at all…shut up…). About halfway through the movie I looked down and realized that I was completely covered in powdered sugar. My damn fries dusted it all over me. Oh well. At least it made me sweet and tasty…um…yeah.

So in conclusion: I am sweet and tasty and have new cute underwear which could make for some fun 😉