Wow, so the sister and I just finished watching Wimbledon -- her choice at the movie rental place tonight -- and I? Ended up getting way more into that than I expected. I hadn't heard that much about it -- aside from the random Paul Bettany lust-filled girls on my flist -- so I was just expecting a random mediocre romantic comedy sort. Which it was, basically, except I got WAY INTO IT. Seriously, I just spent the whole movie going "Yes! Play that tennis, Paul Bettany! Yay, fall in love, you crazy tennis players! OMG KIRSTEN DUNST DON'T LEAVE HIM! OMG PAUL BETTANY DON'T CHOKE ON THE FINALS YOU CAN DO IT *GASP*! OMG BAAAAAAAAABIES!"
Um, the lesson here isn't that the movie is good, obviously. The lesson here is that I'm a dork.
Earlier tonight I got my hair cut, and it looks ridiculously cute. I WIN.
Um, the lesson here isn't that the movie is good, obviously. The lesson here is that I'm a dork.
Earlier tonight I got my hair cut, and it looks ridiculously cute. I WIN.
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