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watched Bridget Jones (1) for the first time tonight. yes i know that is like some kind of cardinal sin for females living in the 21st century (the fact that i hadnt seen it before) but oh well. i'd always kinda wanted to see it, but hadnt the reason/opportunity... but now that the new one is coming out, which i'd also like to see... you know. and well i just happened to be flipping channels earlier and what do you know, it was just starting - how wonderfully fortuitous. dammit now i want to be back in London and speak with an accent. i am doing so in my mind in case you hadnt noticed. sigh. but yeah, i did find parts rather funny... glad i watched it by myself. i feel bad for guys who are forced to watch chick flicks with their girls or whatever. i must admit i do enjoy them.. moreso either alone or with a group of girls (missing the gals from school). anyways... good times. off to bed to dream of hugh grant, colin firth, england, and accents. or something. everyone knows that you cant make yourself dream what you want to, anyway.