Last night I cried...

...during the Sex In The City movie. More than once. I think I'm blaming even renting the thing in the first place on you, baby, but the crying is definitely your fault. Oh, I cried when Carrie and Big got engaged the first time, I cried when he jilted her, I cried when Charlotte found out she's pregnant, I cried when Louise got her Louis (this was when I KNEW I was being insane), I cried when Louise left, when Steve and Miranda got back together, and when Carrie read Big's love letters. It was RIDICULOUS. Thank god Chris was away at band practice and Buster doesn't judge me. He just wanted to share my popcorn, anyway.