My roommie is having a Star Trek movie night with his friend Stacy.
This is weird. However, by only observation not participation, it appears they are thoroughly enjoying it from their cheers and saying "he's doomed because he is wearing red"... whatever that means. I am giving the alcohol and Junior Mints full credit... nothing else.
Sorry Trekies, I'm not digging the flying space ships shooting laser beams and will stay in my room eating my rice and ketchup. As I type that though, I realize I'm the loser... darn.
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