exsequar | This was like a bomb dropping on Beaver Cleaverville

Dave is so marvelously indulgent of me. Because I've been making obscene noises just at the THOUGHT of Ewan and George together for the past week, Dave came with me to see The Men Who Stare at Goats. It was funny! I enjoyed it. Certainly not the best movie I've ever seen, but Ewan and George, okay. Half of the movie is them flailing about and being idiots together, and it's glorious. And I SHIP IT. Just sayin. I could have done without Clooney's mustache, but at one point he grows his hair out shoulder length cause he's a big hippie, and it's beautiful, okay. Look! Adorable! Eee, favorites. <333333 (Yes, I have tags for these two men. I LOVE THEM. A+ casting!)

And THEN, Dave indulged me FURTHER by watching The Boondock Saints with me. Is he the greatest or what?! I noted that BDS II is finally out here (even if it sucks, I'M REALLY EXCITED OKAY) and he was like 'ooh yeah but I want to see the first again before I see that.' So I was like, that can be arranged! :D! And so we went to his place and cuddled and watched MacManuses be beautiful together. And I recited lines along with the movie because I am that person. 'Each day we will spill their blood til it rains down from the skies!' Ugh I love that movie so damn much. <33333

Every day I get more comfortable with Dave. I've never experienced this before. Yay warmfuzzies. :D

The problem with being so comfortable with him is that I never leave his apartment at a reasonable time, dammit. I need to be IN LAB in 7.5 hours. Sigh. :P Goodnight my loves!