Josh-O and I just got back from our “dinner-and-a-movie” date, and it was meh.

We can never get our act together to leave the house on time. I was STARVING (as usual). But, the movie started at 7pm. And, we left the house at…6:15. So, I ended up scarfing down an ewwy pretzel that gave me indigestion throughout the entire movie. I’d also gotten a smoothy. But, I ended up throwing it out because the bananas looked rotten, and the girl behind the counter wasn’t sure if the ice was filtered…ahem.

So, “dinner” sucked. And, it made me really irritable throughout the entire movie.

Ready to see what movie we went to — totally based on YOUR VOTES, or at least the ones we got before we left?

Actually, it was a tie between Superbad and Bourne Ultimatum. But, since Seth Rogen, Jonah Hill, and Michael Sera (LOVE!) all showed up to put in their two cents…, I had to go with Superbad. And, not including the drunk driving scenes (which I have ZERO tolerance for, and NO sense of humour about, in any circumstance), the movie was freaking hilarious. The penis art? My favourite part. Go see it for the penis art part! BRILLERS!

So, yeah, thanks for sending us to Superbad! We loved it. But, but BUT. I was REALLY annoyed and irritable the whole time. See, the guys in the movie are underdog teenagers, and the woman beside me kept FREAKING saying “AWWWW” whenever they did something dorky (which was most of the time). It was driving me berserk. To think: SHE was annoying ME, and not vice versa with the burping the shifting in seat and peeing. Maybe it was my hormones, but NOTHING could have been more annoying than the woman beside me and her AWWWWs.

I’m still in the pissiest mood right now, and you can SO TELL. I know it.

Speaking of pee…, I thought I was the one who was going to have to pee during the movie? Well! I was fine. But, JOSH-O had to GO. And, he kept fidgeting and asking me, “should I go? should I go? there’s only half an hour left. I don’t want to miss anything. Blah blah….” Finally, I had to scowl at him, kick him HARD, and insist that he GO NOW!

“AWWWWW!” SHUT IT, BEEYATCH!

Despite all the annoyances, I did learn a little something about myself this evening.

Beyond ANYONE else (in Hollywood), I’m infatuated with Clive Owen….

Hold on…. Give me a minute…. Mmmmmm….. PERFECTION.

But, something weird happened tonight.

There were previews. Josh and I never make it in time for the previews. But, we did this time. And, it was meant to be because of the thing-about-myself I learned….

One of the previews was for National Treasure 2 (and, like, didn’t National Treasure 1 totally SUCK? Anyway…). And, no, it wasn’t Nicolas Cage that caused all 500 thousand million pounds of me to bounce off my seat and ELBOW Josh in the ribs. No, it was….Ed Harris….

SWOON…!!!! Love. Him. Seriously, though? Whaddup widdat? H-h-h-hot! And, yes, I’m only 32 and not 80. I just ADORE (in the sexiest of ways) this older man…. Mmm!

No one, for the record, will ever replace my Cliiiive, though. Just FYI.

We ordered pizza when we got home and I ate too much as usual. I think we need another date to make up for this one…. Maybe dinner and Bourne??

By the way…. About yesterday’s post. Please, no one misunderstand me! Not that I want to draw MORE attention to my breasts, but…I AM wearing a bra in that pic. I totally NEVER leave home without one! It just doesn’t LOOK like I’m wearing one because there’s not a bra in the world that will hold these babies up. That’s what I was trying to say, aiight? Seriously, though? I’ve tried all the bras. I just have to wait till baby comes and I settle into nursing, and I’ll do lots of chest presses to boot….

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