In which the heroines take an arduous journey into the night.

I find it is important to admit to doing embarrassing things because the only way to forgive yourself for the behavior is to share it with your friends and family so they can keep you honest.

Which is why I tell you when I do things like drive away from the gas station with the gas pump still in the side of my car.

Or why I make sure you know that I spent four hours looking at pictures of cats on the Internet for no reason other than cats are cute and the Internets is cheap.

Or that I spent the better part of my four day weekend finding and acquiring a movie. And then eventually writing a blog about it that required me to figure out how to spell acquiring. 

Yesterday my roommate AE and I decided we were going to watch the movie Eclipse.

Excuse me.

The full title is The Twilight Saga: Eclipse. This is something we learned is very important for quick searching on movie machines.

Luckily, I thought I already had a copy.

I put in the movie, a copy of which I inherited from a friend who rented the movie from the Redbox and never returned it. About thirty minutes into it, we realized were watching The Twilight Saga: New Moon.

The reason we realized it was the wrong movie, other than a vague feeling of deja vu, is that the characters in the movie discussed going to see a new action movie called Face Punch.

Face Punch. That was the best they could do for a fake movie title.

So after laughing for about ten minutes about a movie called Face Punch, I decided to look in the book to see if the fake movie was called Face Punch in the book, too.

That is right. I pulled a copy of the book off my shelf and looked it up. This is the pop culture equivalent of a doctor using medical school textbooks to diagnose a patient. Or something.

After flipping through a few pages of Eclipse, I realized I was in the wrong book and we were watching the wrong movie.

It was shortly after this that we decided to find a copy of it at 10 o'clock at night. So I bundled up little Mondo Fattington Hoegenheimer (which mostly consisted of me saying "Get in the car, Fat Boy" and him happily going along) and we went on a three store tour in search of a crappy adaptation of a crappy book.

And so we drove to two separate 7-11s and a Walgreen's looking for it after the Redbox website lied to me and told me it was available, only to return home in defeat. (Or perhaps two other pajama clad ladies and their farting dog beat us to the Redbox and snatched it up first?)

But never you fear.

Sometimes a great journey can stretch over two days. And the Gods were on our side as I received a free movie code to Redbox. Free. It is almost as thought they knew I was surfing their site the night before and reeled me in with a free movie code. Strange.

So I spent a lot of yesterday stalking the Redbox site to see if a copy of Eclipse would show up. Finally at about 8pm, a copy appeared at the Walgreen's on SE 39th and Belmont. And we were off!

Like two spinsters in the night, loyal pup in hand car, we got to the store with our free movie code and claimed a copy.

We put an awful lot of work into finding this movie and then watching it and I want some sort of reward for not suggesting we just download it off the Interwebs. You are welcome, Summit Entertainment and various movie makers.

As for the movie, I don't have much to say except that AE kept remarking "This movie is awkward." and "This is making me uncomfortable."

I'm not sure what she was talking about? All the shirtless dudes running around for no reason other than eye candy or was it possibly the weird sex noises Belle and Edward make every time they kiss?

And I sat giggling as I knitted a new scarf, mocked the saccharin dialogue, and occasionally thrust my fists in the air and yelled "Team Charlie" or "Team Dad!"

As the movie came to and end I turned to AE and said, "I kind of wish we'd watched Face Punch."