July 25, 2003 - 12:09 p.m.
I had to wake up at 9 again today to go to the orthodontist. This wuld be three days in a row. I can't beleive I'm not dead.
Yesturday, Gabby and I went to go see Pirates of the Carribean again, mostly because we like the sight of Johnny Depp in a crown. I had a lot of fun with Gabsters, except when that bastard ticket attendant wouldn't give me a student rate.
"I need a student ID," he said.
"What about a permit?" I said, digging in my purse. I threw out my ID. Incarnate gives us new IDs every year, and usually the attendants let us in without one.
"No, I need an ID."
That bastard. The student rates apply to both high school and college students, so if he didn't believe I was a student, he should have let me have a children's ticket. Or I just should have said, "Oh fuck you, give me a ticket to [insert name of R-rated movie here]."
Next to me, Gabby got in with her permit. So I suppose I should hav just left that window and went to the other one. But as soon as I left the window, I started cussing. Loudly. I hope those bitches heard it, too.
I lost $1.50 on that, and that may not sound like much, but dammit, I have to work for my money. It's not like my mom says, "Oh, you're going out? Here's some money for a ticket!"
Anyway that pissed me off.
But these lines made me happy:
"But you've seemed to forgotten something...I'm Captain Jack Sparrow."
"So we're all men of our word. Well except for Elizabeth, who is in fact, a woman."
"I see we've all arrived in a good place: spiritually, echumenically, grammatically..."
"If you were looking for the oportune moment, that was it."
"I used human hair...from my back"
"Why the rum?"
"You can always count on a dishonest man to be dishonest...honestly."
