Freakishly good day today. Loafed about at district auditions with no nerves, lying in an extremely comfortable two-person pile with Tony. Then mama took us to Clear Lake to the Dollar theater, and we saw Johnny English (which was not good, but sometimes entertaining, and we decided Pascal Sauvage is where Tony's going to end up in his age). After the end of that, we saw Bruce Almighty, in which Jim Carrey is possibly the cutest I've seen him so far. Better by far than the other movie. Very, very amusing, though Tony fell aslepp for 10 minutes (long day, lying about) because he'd seen it before.
And then! It's possible that his parents don't hate me or my mom anymore, because we took him home. My mom and his spent an hour talking and he showed me his house. It's Cool. Spoiled and rich he definitely is. And he has a circular hot tub. We'll have to make use of that, someday.
And then! It's possible that his parents don't hate me or my mom anymore, because we took him home. My mom and his spent an hour talking and he showed me his house. It's Cool. Spoiled and rich he definitely is. And he has a circular hot tub. We'll have to make use of that, someday.