thinking we’d watch the hockey game and then play cards until the wee hours, i went up to meghan’s after finally finding the last fucking dream key in 40 winks. we did watch the hockey game (we lost, but shouldn’t have), had dinner (they had perogies, i had frozen pizza), dean fell asleep, meg & mark were yawning every 40 seconds, so i came home at ten thirty and watched my tape of survivor.
hopefully they’ll all have naps tonight so we can actually play cards.
today, i’m going to finish drinking my quota of caffeine then i’m going to go see bridget jones’s diary this afternoon. i’m of two minds about going to see it. i’ve read the books and really, really enjoyed them, so i’m worried that they’ve butchered it and i’ll once again be disappointed by a celluloid rendition.
i have one concern though. in the second book, bridget has to interview colin firth. well, colin firth is actually playing the man bridget is involved with in the second book. if they film the sophmore offering, who will play colin firth? they can’t substitute him, it’s integral to the story (who else can they film glistening in the sunlight?). it’s a horrible, confusing logic loop.
there’s a hole in the bucket, dear liza.
that’s kind of bizarre. imagine colin firth being played by someone else. odd.
exactly! it’s just wrong!
i still haven’t read the books, but i do have them.
you *have* to read them! come over, i’ll read them to you! =)
How funny, when I called you, I was going to add “or seeing Bridget Jones…” to my list of things I assumed you were doing OTHER than answering the phone. :)
Would you really read them to me, Heather? I would like that. :)
if you came to visit, paige, i would indeed read them to you. i’d even do my best british accent!
btw, heather… get out of my head. ;)
… Get into your car?
(Oh god, help me, now I have that song in my head. Someone kill me now.)
“at the copa, copa cabana!”
i’m so evil.
Uh, but that’s the one that bugs YOU – and now you have to have it in your head, no? Ha-HA, I win. ;)
dammit!! grr.