Took myself on a good old-fashioned Jenny date (i.e. me, myself and I: well, plus popcorn and post-mix Coke if I'm to be entirely accurate) to see "Mission Impossible III".
It was everything you would expect of "Mission Impossible III."
There you go, briefest review ever.
I couldn't help thinking:
a) how much Tom Cruise's love interest reminded me of Katie Holmes;
b) how nobody does 'running intensely' like Tom Cruise; and
c) how, if Tom Cruise's public persona hadn't been put through the ringer in the past year, you could almost have a crush on him.
Gone are the "Cocktail" days, when I longed to have his tequila parked in my sunrise... now if he offered me tequila I'd just go "SLAMMER!" and that'd be that.
I don't even know what I'm writing. It's after midnight, I'm cranky and delirious.
Good night to you.
5 comments:
Oh baby, you had me at parking my tequila in your sunrise.
;o)>
SLAMMER!!!
That's just a tokenistic offer of appeasement aimed at my hubby who reads this blog on occasion and sometimes gets a little protective, you know.
So honey, see? Slammer. Slammer. Slammer. Everything's fine.
Thanks Mark. ;-)
I said to my Ange that I cannot believe how damned fast Tom runs and I would like to see him and our very own Mel Gibson in a flick together where they have to run...coz Mel ran so darned fast in Lethal Weapon...remember?
We saw MI3 aswell, our 1st date since JAnuary and I was wrapt, although I had worked that morning and been up since 5 a.m....hell..I don't do mornings very well!!! :)
You've mentioned Tom without mentioning Scientology. God knows how you did it ;) .
Oh Caz, your first date since January!?!??!! You've gotta work on that, girl!!
Huggies: I feel like I can do ANYTHING now. ;-)
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