It probably comes as no surprise that I love movies. I live and breath them. I get goosebumps at the 20th Century Fox fanfare at the beginning of a movie and a lump in my throat when the Paramount stars soar through the sky. I go so far as to view memories and moments in my life as if they were scenes from a movie. My friends (particularly the non-actor ones) always laugh at me for saying such things as, "if this were a movie, this would be the scene where..." and then I calculate my next move based on how this imaginary film would play out. I know, I'm a nerd.
But I've come to terms with my high level of nerd-ness and just embrace it as part of my charm. Yesterday was a day devoted to movies and my undying love for them. I dragged a friend to three screenings. Starting with The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel in the morning and The Avengers 3D that afternoon (both at the state-of-the-art theater at the Director's Guild in Los Angeles). We ended the day by having a picnic and wine at the outdoor screening of Sabrina at the Hollywood Forever Cemetery. (Which is, without a doubt, my favorite thing to do in this city.)
I just kept thinking all day yesterday... you know, life ain't so bad. In fact, it's been pretty darn good to me.