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Last night P and I saw [i]The Exorcism of Emily Rose[/i]. It was totally on a whim for me that I'd even want to see it. I hate horror movies or ones that have to do with the supernatural. Turns out all the really awful scary parts were in the trailer so I knew when they were coming up. Both P and I plugged our ears and didn't look at the screen many times. I don't think I actually watched any of the scary parts. And boy were my arms tense after. I think I had my hands in front of my face a lot. The movie was a combo of horror and court room action because the movie takes place after Emily Rose's death, and they do flashbacks in the court. After every flashback, P and I would exhale. The movie wasn't very Hollywood in that it really was just her story, but the ending was a little Hollywood. And now if I do a search for more information on the real story, I just get movie reviews!! P paid for my movie last night. That was nice. I made us chicken fajitas for dinner. Next time I will know to cut the strips smaller. We could fit only two pieces of chicken per fajita; mind you the shells were quite small! After the movie, we hung out at my place for a bit. [i]Sexual Secrets[/i] was on TV, and this episode was about fetishes. I'd like to think I have an open mind, but I don't know how I'd react if a boyfriend told me he wanted to dress up like a horse. And those furries! It must get so hot having sex in those costumes. And I will never find clowns erotic. Then we left for the pub to meet up with her boyfriend and some other friends. The time went by quickly. I had no idea we were there for 2 hours. We had also been outside, and for the 2 hours, I was inhaling second hand smoke. BLEH!!! My throat was so sore by the time I got home. P's boyfriend went through my purse, which didn't really impress me. And then he took photos on my camera. I have yet to see what photos there are since my card reader has decided not to read my card at the moment. Back to my trip recap: [b]Day 9: Paignton[/b] The whole time before we'd gotten to Paignton, and even after we got here, T kept calling it "Pay-tin". It was driving me nuts. But Paignton is cumbersome to pronounce. It's almost like "Paaaaiiin-ton" to really get that middle n sound out. This was *another* laid back day. We just spent the day in Paignton, and we were going to see a movie. I had originally thought this would've been our only quiet night, but then I can't predict the future. Otherwise, I would have known better. So we went into a few shops. I was getting hungry. Since T wasn't, she went off to do some other shopping, and I went into this "Award winning" fish and chips place. I ordered a piece of cod. The girl at the counter was like "cawd? Fish?" Then she started talking to me as if I didn't know English :roll: Anyway, I got my fish. It was so gross. The batter was so thick and crunchy. I've had even better fish here. I could have used more "tomatoa sauce" to help it along. I don't know what kind of award they won, but I can bet it wasn't for the cod. Actually, there were a lot of award-winning fish and chip places. I picked up some jams (mmm, damson) and chocolate. Then we went back for "tea." It must have been about 5 pm. I never eat that early over here, but then again I'm not usually in a place with nothing to do. For tea, there was canned ham (so salty and high in preservatives), cheese, cake (looks like raisin bread in the photo), crisps, bread with clotted cream and jam, and "salad." Do you see why I did not enjoy eating at Mrs. H's? I appreciate that she was feeding us, but everything was in high-carb, high-fat, or high-sodium. I would have rather filled my whole plate with salad, and eaten it plain, but the amount of salad on the table would have filled half my plate, and I had to save some for others. Mrs. H ate her salad with a big glob of mayo. Ew. And another thing, vegetables were a rarity for tea!! All I could tell myself was that I could go back to eating regularly after I got home. However, I did indulge in a lot of white bread this portion of the trip. It was the only way I could have the clotted cream with her great damson jam. The first time I ate it, Mrs. H teased me for only putting a scraping on. That's my usual method of putting spreads on bread -- just enough for flavour. My technique changed by end, let me tell you. Clotted cream, scones, and white bread were the only "bad" things I let myself have during the whole trip. And I had a lot of it :lol: Two slices of white bread whenever it was on the table. I don't remember the last time I had white bread. And I figured I'd might as well go for the clotted cream since I can't really find it over here. After tea, T and I rolled ourselves over to the movie theatre, and watched [i]Green Street[/i]. It was a movie I figured we wouldn't be getting in North America since it was related to "football." I had also seen an interview with Elijah Wood on "the tele" about this "film," and it seemed interesting. Anyway, Elijah Wood should not have been cast to play a feeble American. THey should have cast an American. He didn't even have any American mannerisms, and he also didn't have the accent. There was one line in the movie he delivered and it was completely in English-English. This movie was so violent, yet so cheesey at the same time. There were a lot of fights (yay, fist fights!), but there was a whole brotherhood theme (cheesey). The ending was extra cheesey. But the soundtrack was enjoyable. And there was one guy in the movie that was tasty enough to make the movie worthwhile. I have forgotten his name though. The theatre had been re-built, so it was quite nice. There was stadium seating, at least. However, our theatres here are still bigger :) And the different things was that, we had our seats assigned. I guess that was kind of neat. I wonder how the Australians do it. My aunt finds it so weird that it's first-come, first-served here. That night was a busy one. Paignton is where people go if they want to go to clubs. I would've liked to have gone to a club. At least people around our age were out and about. |
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