I was looking through my closet at my thousands, okay maybe only hundreds, okay maybe just dozens, of t-shirts, and realized I have zero Star Wars paraphernalia. What will I wear to go see Star Wars??
Yes, I bought tickets! Squee!! My nephew is coming to town for the holidays, so I'm taking him this weekend. I even took a chance and bought tickets for 3D. I hope I didn't fuck up, but I seemed to do okay on the 3D ride at Harry Potter (not the one that gave me vertigo), so maybe I can handle a 3D movie with my eye situation. And my migraine situation. And my holy-fuck-it-sucks-to-be-wendy situation.
Now I just need to find the perfect t-shirt to wear. Or the first one I grab when I reach into my closet. Either will suffice.
No spoilers until I see it though. I haven't even watched any trailers yet. Yes, I have been living under a rock. Have you met me??
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