A Movie on an Iceberg…

The movie, The Desolation of Smaug, was super awesomely great for a Tolkien fan, but the theater was so simply frigidly cold I could barely stand it.  Mom and I were the only two people in the auditorium for the movie.  My total pussy ass social anxiety crap prevented me from going to ask the management to turn the heat up some. So I just had to wallow in my own misery – my own cold prison of sorts. The traffic in Auburn was like gangbusters as we left the theater. A madhouse and total bedlam. I was having trouble getting in and out of traffic and merging.  Mom and I both agreed to drive back to the Valley to get a bite to eat and get some dessert. We had beef burrito supremes at Taco Hell and hot fudge sundaes at Sonic. My only complaint about the movie was that it was way too long. Two hours and forty five minutes is a long time to sit and watch a movie. Even this diehard fan was getting antsy towards the end.
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