I’ve known for months that it was coming.  I couldn’t open my Entertainment Weekly without seeing the faux ears taunting me with their boring spaceness.  I’m talking about the new Star Trek movie.  I cannot STAND things that are in space.  Hell, the mere thought of astronauts makes me want to throw something.

I Dream of Jeannie was only tolerable because Larry Hagman was hot.  Don’t ask me what my deal is with space but it pisses me off.  I guess it has something to do with the fact they are in space to just be there.  Floating around.  Eating weird food and drinking Tang.  It’s a big giant slumber party for scientists. But nothing makes me angrier than FAKE SPACE.

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So this movie is here.  Woo, it’s got the guy from Heroes (a show that was only good the first season) and woo the old Spock is going to be in it.  William Shatner got the shaft, so maybe that’s another reason that I’m angry about it.

Anyway, I know my husband is going to want to see this thing.  I know I force him to watch indie flicks a bit too often but do I deserve this torture?

So will I endure the pain that is fake space?  Or can it just be the first thing on our Netflix queue when it comes out on Blu-Ray?

What do you do that you hate for your spouse?  AND! Are you good at feigning excitement or at the very least hiding your disguest?