  Blah. I couldn't sleep last night. This happens at least once a week. So, today I feel like a word I will not use. But it starts with "sh" and rhymes with "spit. " (Sorry to borrow from you, Sam) All I have done today is try to sleep and lollygag about in my jammies. And watch a movie. Pretty daft. Ok, the movie I watched was "Thirteen Going on Thirty. " Who is the GUY in that movie?!? He is hecka hot. Ooooooo... Ok, yes, that movie was totally predictable and followed the outline for basically any romantic comedy/chick flick.
But, maybe it was just my melancholy mood-- I dunno-- but I thought it was really sweet. Are there true, faithful, honest guys out there??? I also think Jennifer Garner did a good job, especially playing a thirteen-yr-old in a thirty-yr-old's body. Her mannerisms, esp. at first, were very gawky and adolescent-esque. Ok, I'm going to "arrivederci. " Au revoir, mon amies. Did I get that French right, Allie?
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