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Jul. 16th, 2009 05:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
realthogOh, gawd, I'm being dragged orft to see Harry Potter and the Half-Cut Prince tonight. Wish me strength, folks.
Last night we likewise went out on a date, and we discovered a magnificent beer: Troeg's Hopback Amber. Now, if I could smuggle a few bottles of that into the cinema tonight perhaps it'd help with the ol' fortitude . . .
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Date: 2009-07-17 02:21 am (UTC)One of the kids just a few feet away from us at tonight's performance let out an ear-piercing scream at a frightening bit, and I leapt a yard in my seat. It was actually the scream rather than the frightening bit that made me jump; the kid's young eyes spotted the bit in question long before I did, so it was only during my descent, as it were, that I saw what it was she'd screamed at.
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Date: 2009-07-17 06:16 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-07-17 02:09 pm (UTC)"So, did you jump twice?"
No! The frightening bit wasn't all that frightening, once I spotted it. It was the scream wot scared the bejabers out of me.