Didn't do much today. Slept in, cleared up my music, nearly finished the first mob, then went to band. Still got the flu. It's not cool when your head is screaming that it's cold, but it's warm outside. Bah.
Then picked up Annie and went to the cinema. It was busy. Saw Cameron Lucas (lulz), Ms Evans, David, and a few other people. There was a good size crowd, too. Isobelle's exchange student didn't show. When we went to get our tickets ripped, there was no usher, so we decided to just walk in. Nobody minded.
I think that by following this movie for a couple of months, it kind of spoiled it for me a bit. For example, the excellent fake trailers at the start. Some people thought they were for actual movies. Plus Tom Cruise. God damn. Tom Cruise.
Movie review time!
Tropic Thunder - ****1/2.
Excellent movie. Maybe not as funny as Pineapple Express, but still very good. Robert Downey jr was almost believable as the dude trying to be a dude pretending to be another dude, though not really that believable as an Australian, especially towards the end. He does base it off Russel Crowe though. The rest of the cast, except Ben Stiller, was good too. Story was good, thing looked good, and the ending... Well, make sure you stick around for the credits.
Afterwards, we followed the wave (seriously) of teenagers to McDonalds. There was about 20 of them sitting on the steps outside. The fat channer I met at the Phoenix Centre saw me, and started rambling about the bunker in Sydney. I had no idea what he was going on about. Then Hayden clocked off, and we sat around feeding and discussing the movie and football, among other things. Then Sam said he was staying at Hayden's (to Hayden's surprise), so Meg and I walked off. Once she got home, I strolled home through the park. Fireworks going on somewhere, it was pretty cool.
Tomorrow, if I'm not dead, Traralgon Eisteddfod and Fraser's actual birthday. Damn. Forgot to buy him BMX Bandits.