Yoda plays ultimate Frisbee!

!!!

And we see Captain Antilles, and R2 -totally- steals the show for the first quarter of the movie, and it's all very dark and yummy.

No frolicking in fields, I'm happy to report.

So~ Molly ended up going as a V-wing pilot, seeing as how no-one's ever -seen- a V-wing uniform and can't challenge her on her tan flightsuit. (Should you ever have the urge to bleach then dye a pair of Dickies coveralls, know that I advise against it. Orange and light grey make brown, apparently.) Molly's friend Rachel went as Barriss Offee, and I as Bultar Swan~ It was quite nice. We got excellent seats and the other patrons in the theater were polite (i.e. no cellphones, babies, or rapid-fire consultation on what had just occurred. There was, however, someone making wookie noises, but it rather blended in.)

Pictures will be posted as soon as I get them from Rachel.

I'm feeling very fangirly at the moment. Not only did I cosplay to the midnight showing of SW:RotS, but while I was waiting in line to get FoOd, one of the persons standing behind me turned out to be one of my favorite fanfic authors.

It was very odd."You look very familiar," I said, and then for a lark, "D'you by any chance play the koto?"

I was very surprised when she said that yes she did.

She looked even more surprised, I think, when I ventured "Are you... by... any chance... Katsu?"

I'm not sure what to fangirl about more, really.

Well. Yes, I am. But if it weren't such an odd hour of the night, I would be calling up fanfic-reading friends to... I dunno. To puzzle over what the fates are up to this time, I suppose. I mean, it was a very -unlikely- coincidence, wasn't it? Meeting this random anime fanfic writer that I happen to favor, in a concession line, waiting for Star Wars to start?

Hm.

So, tomorrow I go to New Mexico to pick up Sarah, and Saturday we have to help Kun-umma at the restaurant because somebody ordered catering for a crazy amount of people. I mean, really. That many seaweed rolls is just ungodly.

I had -way- too much coffee. There's no way in hell I'm going to sleep tonight... though how I'm going to help drive tomorrow, I don't really know just yet.

I think I'm going to finish Hitchhiker now.

Molly, you left your gloves for your costume in my car.