I'm not entirely sure why I'm admitting this publicly. Maybe it's because I think that if, perhaps, somebody else has had the same experience (and will swallow their pride, step up and tell me so in the comments), I won't feel so absurd. Um. Yeah. Anyway. Here it is...
In the midst of writing GLAMNESIA, I decided I needed a bit of a teen-angst jolt, so I wandered over to the TV, tuned into HBO, and got sucked into THIS:
My eyes are now red. My nose is snotty. I've been bawling for almost an hour straight. And I'm NOT EVEN HORMONAL. I'm just a girl. A totally pathetic girl.
And people are saying TWILIGHT is cheesy? Well then, hello, how do you like the Velveeta?* :-O
* Seriously, though? You cannot deny that Chris Klein and Josh Hartnett are both obscenely hot. Right? Right? RIGHT? (I think I'm also just kind of awed by how many times Chris carried Leelee in the movie. Uber-impressive, dude...no matter how skinny she is.)