Smallhouse Log

Wednesday, Sixth Week
"Yes, I'm pretty smart; smart as a whistle." - Alan, 10/17

Am I getting predictable or what? Actually, I had written a post earlier, today, but it seems I lost it. Wasn't important, in any case.

Wish I had a picture of what I looked like this evening. I was pretty kickin'. I didn't look as cool as I do in the coolest picture EVARR, but I still looked heya cool.

So I saw the third Matrix movie. My expectations were not high, I know, but this movie blew me away. It had, literally, the perfect ending, which was the unavoidable and only possible ending as well. It was so marvelous. I love it. If you see it, and you comprehend what I'm saying, then.... well, there's nothing more I can say. And if you don't, the same holds, as I found out on the bus ride back. You see, half the people I went with apparantly just didn't get the movie, which is sad. I actually want to go back and watch the second one again, and see if it is improved in light of this one. I guess I can do that Friday, huh?

On another note: It's even funnier if you knew that they were sock-hangers. Only two people figured that out.

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