Last Thursday, H and I went to a preview screening of Miranda July's new movie.
We giggled our pants off.
And then we learned in the Q&A afterward that it was supposed to be very sad.
Most of the people there found it sad.
Is there something wrong with us?
Please go see The Future and report back.
p.s. I wore my white jeans and my granny sandals, sure that Miranda would wear granny sandals too and we would meet on a higher plane of granny-sandal-dom and be best friends for ever and ever. She wore platform clogs.