I just saw About A Boy with Jonas and Ann -they needed a ride to the theater, and here's the IM conversation I had ten minutes earlier:

Jinx: what are you doing tonight
Jinx: ?
OurBoldHero: i live by the seat of my pants.
OurBoldHero: so who knows!
OurBoldHero: horseback riding!
OurBoldHero: ballooning!
OurBoldHero: karaoke!

As you can see, Dear Reader, I was temporarily insane, drunk off the endless possibilities of random socialization. My apologies to Manney for stealing his phrase. I recall him complaining that the other Brainerdites weren't "seat of the pants enough" for him.

The movie was good, suffice it to say; it featured some interesting camera work, snappy (almost too snappy) editing, and the best-looking Amnesty International volunteers on earth.

Night.