Today at work, I looked out the front window and saw a jedi go by on a bicyle. Apparently that is how they travel in the city. No CTA for the Jedi, two wheels all the way.
I am, however, going to join the madness and go see Revenge of the Sith. I know, I know, I swore that Ronnie wouldn’t get to pick the next movie–but in my current stressed out stage, he snuck in plans to see the third new Star Wars movie.
I’m such a pushover. It was either that or continue our bad schedule streak that has lasted since the night I closed on my condo. I’ve almost been here a month already–can you believe it?