The Perfect Man

Nope, I haven't found him.
But I watched the DVD!
I actually watched it 3 times in the last 2 days. Its a good one!
The 'Perfect Man' in the story didn't actually think he was perfect - and thats part of what made him perfect. Which is a concept that most guys don't seem to grasp - while most women understand it perfectly. (Sorry...couldn't resist).

I actually thought the other guy (Adam) was more perfect. I spose he wasn't as charming.
Who wants charming though?! Having a conversation with someone who is charming is great. Spending the day with someone who is charming is nice. But spending the rest of your life with someone who is charming?! I'd rather have someone who is fun.
And you don't normally get fun and charming people.
Is spontenaeity charming or fun?!


But today I watched Legally Blonde 2. For the first time. And I've never seen the first one.
WHAT IS WITH HER?!?!?!?!?!?! and the rest of the world who obviously watched the first one so much that Hollywood decided to come up with a second one?!?!?!?!?!
You have no idea how much courage and determination it took me to get through the whole thing. I hated her before we got 10 mins into it.
I hated her slightly less by the end of the film, but only because I felt sorry for her.
I'll admit that most chick flicks are kinda unrealistic, but how do they expect us to believe that someone that stupid can be an amazing lawyer?!
She's so nice in such a superficial and clueless way that it really made me wanna strangle her.
Normally I'd think that someone like that would be a really nice person, but all the time it looked like she was screaming out, "Look at me!!! I'm so cute!!! I wear pink and carry an ugly little ankle biter around in my designer handbag!!! The fact that I'm blonde and have a nice smile means that you all have to listen to everything I say even though there is a distinct possibility that my lobotomy went wrong and I actually DON'T HAVE A BRAIN!!!!!"

Argh.

Whats wrong with me today?!

Its probably coz the guy in Blockbusters this morning screamed "IS IT LATE YET?!" before I'd even had a chance to hand the DVD to him. And I actually had another 28 mins before it would be late.

I'd already been victimised by 10:32 this morning, and the I had to sit and watch a blonde bimbo pretending to be smart. Nobody should have to go through that.