Went to the cinema last night to see Scott Pilgrim vs. the World. It was a bit too comic-booky and immature for my taste, but I still kind of enjoyed it. It definitely got better as it went on. And the female character Ramona was really hot. Actually, she made the whole film worthwhile for me. In some parts I was paying more attention to her legs or cute face than I was the story.
Only Harvey turned up, Ed forgot and didn’t make it, which annoyed me slightly. But we made the best of it and I had a good time with Harvey anyway. We went for drinks (non-alcoholic) both before and after the film, and had a good laugh about stuff.
Anyway, I had a weird dream last night, and my friend Dan was in it. It went something like this…
Dan and me went along to some kind of adventure place which all involved water. There was a whole group of us, but Dan was the only person I knew there. We were guided round by this man, and each section was more difficult. It either involved some kind of swimming, or being strapped into some kind of vessel which transported us along. I can’t remember all the details, but at one point we came to this one section where it was really deep water, like it was black it was so deep, and the vessel was about to submerge us and we’d have to hold our breath. I remember not taking a gasp of air in time, but somehow being able to breathe in while under the water. At some point, Dan got angry and punched someone (probably the man who a showing us around).