November 01, 2006 - 12:58 a.m.
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I'm about to settle down to watch
The Notebook. When this movie first came out, I thought it was going to be a big corny mess that I would want to avoid completely. I was right about the former part. I did avoid it, for a while, but I kept hearing about it so finally one day I went to the movie store and quietly, sheepishly, rented it. And proceeded to bawl my eyes out. About five thousand times.
I'm not one who really usually likes cheesy romantic stuff. Even in real life. It just all seems too contrived, and I shy away from it. I think I've become to jaded with it all, with special help from one especially cheesy romantic and also bad for me boyfriend. He tried to do and say romantic things to manipulate me, and that ruined me. But this movie, my friends, is so incredibly cheesy romantic that it passes the cheesy romantic threshold into a much more intense level of movie. It's to the point where it's not so saturated with cheese that I don't watch it. It's so saturated that I can't not watch it. I believe it may be the only movie to ever pass this threshold.
And then, of course, they have to throw in the old people. God knows I cannot resist old people in love. It's my biggest weakness.
Anyway, so tonight I bought it. This will be a movie that will be halfway hidden at all times, because I'll be embarassed to own it in front of people who haven't seen it. But in front of people who have...surely they'll understand.
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On another note (while we're talking about things that I'm obsessed with despite my track record of avoiding said things), Joe sent me some pictures of his niece the other day. He sent them to me because every time I've seen them in the past month or so, I've gone crazy. They're so cute that I think my chest is going to cave in. One day he was showing me all these pictures of his niece, and honestly I was kind of bored. I don't care for babies. They're not that fun or interesting, and it actually took me a long time to decide if I could even muster up the concern for a baby that would be required if I were to actually have one. Anyway, I was bored because after you've seen about three baby pictures, you've seen them all. And there were a. lot. of. pictures. But then he comes upon this series of like five where she's wearing the most frickin adorable oversized fuzzy bunny slippers. And I lost it. I think I'm addicted to these pictures. I could stare at this little girl in her crazy bunny slippers all day.
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