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It was an adventure for Tylor and me just to get to the damn movie.
We planned to go to the theatre behind my place--7:20pm--but Tylor didn't get to my place until 7:10. Walking would have taken about twenty minutes, and getting out of my neighborhood, which is the mutant offspring of a city planner and his weed, even just to go a block west, is a migraine that only takes less than ten minutes if traffic is merciful. So we decided to go a half-hour south to the South Edmonton Common theatre. Yes, that's really simpler.
We arrived at the theatre just shy of punctual--7:40pm. Tylor hadn't eaten anything yet, so I bought him a hot dog with the automated ticket booth. From there, we stood in line for about ten minutes at the concession counter, before realizing they didn't serve hot dogs at this counter, and we had to go to another one. There, while Tylor waited in line behind a bunch of people who hadn't yet ordered their food, I went over to the line where people just pick up their food, to ask the guy cooking it if we could shorten the process, since we had already ordered and paid. Turns out he was a special-needs child, and couldn't answer my question.
While Tylor waited in line, I went into the actual theatre to get seats, where I saw the movie already playing. I went out to Tylor, to let him know we were missing it, and ask what he felt like doing. We decided to get our money back, and go see it at a later time. Since three hours away--10:50pm--seemed unreasonable, we decided to go to a different theatre. In the meantime, Tylor enjoyed his hot dog without the hassle of having to wolf it down, or carry it into a dark theatre, tripping over who-knows-who's legs. On our way back to my place, we stopped in at a Future Shop, because I like to tempt fate. No, actually we stopped in so he could check out the prices of memory sticks, and he bought one. While there, we saw a display computer with GOOGLE on its screen, so I used it to check movie times. We decided to go to the Sherwood Park theatre--9:10pm--and then we realized that it was 8:10.
Had we seen the original showing, at my place, or even the 7:40 show, we would have just gone back to my place to discuss the movie, but since it was going to be much later, we figured we'd go to Tylor's after, so my girlfriend could actually get some sleep, rather than listening to whatever it was we'd have to say. For this, we would still need some things from my place: my computer, and a tape recorder with which to discuss it in such a way that didn't scream A.D.D..
Half-hour to my place, half-hour from there to the Park theatre. No problem. We got to my place, and I grabbed my tape-recorder, but then I couldn't find my computer. We looked all over my place, upstairs, downstairs, main floor, in the car (just in case I was that dense), upstairs again, downstairs, behind the couch... We spent enough time looking, that we figured we should check what other showtimes we had available. So I checked online. No, on my girlfriend's computer. I'm not that dense.
We set our sights on 9:40 at a theatre halfway between my place and Sherwood Park, and I resigned myself to the idea of working without my own computer, but then my girlfriend remembered that I had it at my parents' house, halfway between the new theatre choice and Tylor's place. Serendipitous. So at 9:10, we got set to leave, to be there with ten minutes to spare, when I realized my tape recorder was no longer in my hand. We combed my home, upstairs, main floor, the car... Close to ten minutes later, I found it sitting behind my girlfriend's open laptop, where I had set it before opening the laptop, to check the damn listings.
On the way to the theatre, we called Jason, to see if we could grab the empty tapes that for whatever reason I had left at his place. Jason picked that day to be totally finished moving his stuff into his new place, and was now exactly twenty minutes from my home, in the opposite direction. Bastard. So as a backup, I have audio recording software in my laptop, I just need a microphone. I had one at home, but we weren't going back now. I planned to pick one up from my parents' place when I picked up my computer.
2.5 HOURS LATER
Picked up my computer and a headset at my parents', because the headset was the only thing equipped with a microphone at their place. Carried my laptop, my tape recorder, and this headset on my lap to Tylor's, where I found the tapes. A couple of weeks before, while I'd been at Jay's place, he'd stuck them in my laptop case, so I wouldn't forget them.
