a.) For Natalie Portman to not be hot?
hell no.... she shaved her head for V for Vendetta and still looks great. The only concrete evidence in the existence of a higher power
b.) For me to be a bigger baby?
No. Last night I spent about 2 hours in the middle of the night hunting a fucking mouse (I now believe there to be more than one) that was in my bedroom! This little shit(s) has ventured out of the kitchen, into my dining room and now my bedroom! I couldn't catch him last night but I'm also a wussy and didn't want him running over my feet or anything. And as much grief as this bastard has caused me, I still am trying to spare his life. I bought some "humane" mousetraps that catch him and then I can take him to a field somewhere and release him. No doubt for him to return and torture me some more. I need another cat, they seemed to either keep this shit in check or at least wound the fuckers so I could catch them. Bitches. I'll keep you updated on the Great Mouse House Invasion of 2005.
*on a side note, if you want to avoid all the little critters from coming around, do not buy a 95-year-old house with a crawl space under the house.