My poor squished boobs
Yep, had a mammogram today. And no, there are no pictures.
In other news: Jumper is a perfectly terrible movie.
In other news: Jumper is a perfectly terrible movie.
"But I don't want to go among mad people," Alice remarked.
"Oh, you can't help that," said the Cat: "we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad."
"How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice.
"You must be," said the Cat, "or you wouldn't have come here."
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Wait! Perfectly terrible in a good way or a bad way? :-)
Sadly, not in a good way at all. Apparently, it is nothing at all like the book it's based on, which sounds really good. I will have to try and pick up a copy. I thought the script was hackneyed to the extreme and I found none, repeat, none of the characters sympathetic or even interesting.
Although I do realize that you will have to go see it despite anything I might say, because...[mindi] Hayden Christensen!!! [/mindi]
No, no! I probably won't see it.
You see, I had a deep, deep love for Hayden for two, maybe three weeks. And then. It was over. Just like that. It wasn't anything he did or said. I just didn't feel it anymore. I was so disinterested that I couldn't even post a journal entry to say that I was over it!
The other day, Dwayne asked me if I want to see that new movie with "that guy [I] have a thing for." I guessed about five actors before he finally had to flat out tell me who he was talking about!
(And, yes. I am fully aware that this little story I've just shared it strange.)
My Mum had the same today - fun times for all! Maybe Grant needs to nurse yours better ;-)
Um, want me to fluff them back up for you?
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