Bridget Jones's Diary
Что ж это делается-то?! Пока что прямо всё по книге. Прямо пока вот весь негатив со мной:
"It all began on New Years day, in my 32nd year of being single... Once again, I found myself on my own..."
"And that was it. Right there. That was the moment. I suddenly realised that unless something changed soon I was going to live a life where my major relationship was with a bottle of wine... and I'd finally die, fat and alone, and be found three weeks later half-eaten by Alsatians. Or I was about to turn into Glenn Close in Fatal Attraction."
"I will find nice sensible boyfriend to go out with... and not continue to form romantic attachments... to any of the following... alcoholics, workaholics, commitment-phobics... peeping toms, megalomaniacs... emotional fuckwits, or perverts."
"At least now I'm in my thirties... I can hold my drink. Ohh! Whoops."
Щорт!
"It all began on New Years day, in my 32nd year of being single... Once again, I found myself on my own..."
"And that was it. Right there. That was the moment. I suddenly realised that unless something changed soon I was going to live a life where my major relationship was with a bottle of wine... and I'd finally die, fat and alone, and be found three weeks later half-eaten by Alsatians. Or I was about to turn into Glenn Close in Fatal Attraction."
"I will find nice sensible boyfriend to go out with... and not continue to form romantic attachments... to any of the following... alcoholics, workaholics, commitment-phobics... peeping toms, megalomaniacs... emotional fuckwits, or perverts."
"At least now I'm in my thirties... I can hold my drink. Ohh! Whoops."
Щорт!