I took my parents to go see Les Mis this afternoon. I was going to go last week, with Rachey and Jon, but Rachey crashed her car and understandably didn't want to go that evening. We stayed in and had Pizza Hut instead.
That means I can't order Pizza Hut again now until March. Sigh.
Yeah, it was ok. I heard a load of stories about people being in floods of tears, and standing ovations in the cinema, and sure, it was good, but it wasn't that good. I didn't cry, my eyes didn't even prickle.
To be honest, I was pretty bored actually.
I've really been struggling to get to sleep lately.
So now is the time to turn my light off and stare at the ceiling for three hours.
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