I was still bummed we couldn't find the werewolf-alien meets lesbian CULT CLASSIC who's name we do not know. The rocket that lives in the movie store made up for it. We sat in it and while L was disappointed in the decor, I really liked the paintings of the last unicorn and that is all I can remember because the last unicorn RULES.
The next morning, my dogs killed me for abandulating them for a whole evening and then revived me so I could feed them.