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Last night the Scientist and I got on the phone with T-Mobile and combined our accounts onto one. Not only are we now saving money, but all in-provider calls are free. I can now chat with him and fava_bean for free! That will cut down my used minutes by half, at least. Depending on how the new plan works out, we might upgrade to newer MyFaves-ready phones and switch over to that plan. Then, depending on if in-provider calls are STILL free with that plan, we can both pick five people to call for free and essentially cut down our used minutes even more. So if things work according to plan, we might be able to chop about $50 off our monthly phone bills.

After dealing with that, we went out to have dinner. A new tiny Italian bistro opened near us, and I've been wondering for a while if it's any good. Then we got a coupon in the mail and decided to check it out. For $25 we got an appetizer, salad, an entree each, two glasses of wine, and dessert to share. Not a bad deal at all. The food was pretty good, and we both think we'll head back. (Though I could have used less Andrae Bocelli over the speakers.) And I ate roasted garlic, which is oh so yummy. Normally I try to limit my garlic intake, because for some reason garlic clings to me for days after eating it. It's gross, and it upsets me because I love garlic but it makes me so stinky that I try not to eat it. However, I figured there was only one day left at work, and the Scientist won't get home from work until midnight, so I won't be bothering too many people with my garlic smell. Yay, garlic!

From there we went back home and watched The Iron Giant and split a bottle of wine. I knew that movie would make me cry, and it did. Such a good movie! Oh, Giant, you are Superman! Afterwards I was at that point where I just needed to cry more, though it wouldn't all come out. But then Serenity was on SciFi, and it was just at the point where the ship got all smashed and then the Imminent Death happened, and I cried some more. Stupid too much wine. Stupid emotions. Stupid Giant and dead character whom I loved.

But despite my wet face and puffy red eyes, I had a really nice evening.

Is anyone on my flist going to Can't Stop the Serenity on Friday night (besides tiaralynn, who I know is going)? The Scientist and I will be going for the movie and door prizes, but unfortunately (for me) won't be able to stick around for Done the Impossible, as we have premarital counselling out in the burbs early the next morning. BUT if any of you are planning to go, let me know so we can meet up.

Tickets are $15 at the door, and all proceeds go to benefit Equality Now. Over $65,000 was raised worldwide last year; hopefully this year will be an even bigger yield.

Guess who needs a root canal? If you guessed me, then you're right. Wooooo! My new dentist gave me a referral to an endodontist, and he's in my network as well, so I'll be calling for an appointment tomorrow. In the meantime, I'm on penecillin to bring down the pain and swelling. Joy!

In happier news, for all you Chicago people this year's charity screening of Serenity has been announced for June 22. Same place as last time, still raising money for Equality Now. Mark your calendars, kids. It's on.

Speaking of Serenity, I guess the new 2-disc DVD release will have commentary by Joss, Nathan, Adam, Summer, and Ron. Bring it! If only Alan were available. I'd love to hear his take on things. Heh.

Today, I am Teh Cranky. People near me will not STFU!!! Seriously. I'm ready to kill. Also, the editors on this book want me to do all these nasty changes to the template, and it looks like shite, but thankfully the head of Creative Services (who gives it the final OK before the VP sees it) hates their changes, too. So she and I have devised our own changes, but I still had to waste my time doing their stupid ugly changes, bah. Also, today I am totally Raging Hormone Girl, and my fuse is shorter than a short thing, and therefore I'm ready to snap people's heads off.

BUT today is also Serenity Day! Woooo! This makes me pleased. Tonight I'll be seeing Serenity for the final time on a big screen with fava_bean and mei_x. (angelchicken was going to come, but she dropped out. Boo.)

That said, I am still super cranky and want to pull the tongue out of that one guy's mouth and then choke him with it. That would make me happy right now.

Chicago Serenity screening for charity. Friday, June 23, 9:30 p.m. Who's in? I want to go. Serenity on the big screen once more! C'mon, people, you'll probably never get this chance again. And it's for a good cause! Join me. Do it. DO IT!

Also, I'm drinking a really large latte from Starbucks via the giftcard xica_s gave me for my birthday. Coffee coffee coffee! Yay!

Dammit! Yesterday I loaned Mark my copy of Serenity, because he told me it's backlogged on Netflix and hasn't come through yet. So it was sitting on his desk, and who should walk by and fanboy about it? The super-annoying, Starbucks-addicted, screwing-up-your-projects-by-micromanaging-everything boss. Dammit! He's all "I love this show! I'm a huge fan! I've been meaning to buy this. Where'd you get it from?" Okay, 1) he's not a "huge fan" if he doesn't own a copy yet, and 2) for the love of God, Mark, don't tell him you got it from me! But of course Mark did, just to piss me off. So now the guy knows we have this in common, and I hope to high heaven that he doesn't try to talk to me about it. Because while I consider myself a loyal Browncoat, my love for the 'verse only goes so far, and it ends with him. Eeeeech.

In other news, tonight B-Fest begins. Hooray! The once a year 24-hour assault on good taste is something I look forward to every year. Thankfully I'm taking a half day today for this, so I'll be leaving work in two hours, heading home to pack up my stuff, and then go grocery shopping. Then it's up to the north suburbs to find deeablo, or possibly Greg, to get my ticket. Then it's up to Northwestern to camp out in line to score us some good seats. I'm not even sure who all is going this year. I know it's me, deeablo, Greg, Kirsti, Cinnamon, Andrew, Natalie, and Steve@theMovies. Actually, that may be it. But when you put all of us together with pillows, sleeping bags, coolers, food, and backpacks, it's quite a lot of space we end up using. So yeah, I'm getting there early to stake out a few rows' worth of seats for us and our junk. Hooray! This time tomorrow, I'll be all incoherent and possibly watching a movie with Sly Stallone and Dolly Parton. It just doesn't get better than that.

Also, since I'm here, a quick TV wrap-up. Related: I continue to love this show. LOVE. How I Met Your Mother: Like many of you, I was a sap and got a bit teary-eyed. I blame my emo feelings as of late. Oh, and Alyson Hannigan bugs me to no end on the show. NPH owns it all, though. Project Runway: Santino didn't drive me bonkers, I continue to cheer Nick on, I was really surprised and pleased that Andrae made such a gorgeous dress, which I thought was equally as good as what Daniel V. made. I love that all the designers I thought were standouts at the beginning are starting to fade, and the designers who were off in the background early on are really starting to bloom. Right now I could see Daniel V and Nick definitely going to Fashion Week, as well as maybe Chloe. But if Andrae continues the way he has, he could be the dark horse. (Santino needs to go.) Smallville: Am I supposed to care? Because I really don't. I hope Clark feels super-guilty for being the cause of his dad's death. Seeing as how Lana was on the same road both times, maybe it was her destiny to get killed by a bus, you ever think of that, dumbass? Maybe she really was supposed to die, and not your dad. But now you've lost them both, boo hoo. Whatever. At least he's pretty.

Rotten Tomatoes is on my list today, with a bullet. Why?

( Here's why. )

Blog update.

Man, I really want a nap...

Seriously, is it just because I'm not buying this for myself that I forgot what day today is?

It's SERENITY Day!

That's right, girls and boys, Serenity is out on DVD today! Go buy yourself a copy! It's really good! My imaginary husband gets shirtless! You know you want to see that. C'mon! Buy a copy! You'll love it, trust me.

Also, there was an unfortunate article in EW this week stating that Joss is pretty much done with the Firefly-verse, and that Serenity is the finale, not the start to a franchise. *sigh* I pretty much knew that was coming, and I'm okay with it. But I'm gonna miss it.

It's the Fruity Oaty Octopus!

And no, I'm not sharing.

When I get the DVD in December, I want to make an icon of the Fruity Oaty Octopus exploding from the anime woman's cleavage. Heh.