I really meant to work on my novel tonight, but instead I made popcorn and watched one of the stupidest movies ever made. The only reason I watched it was because Jake Gyllenhaal is in it so I figured it couldn't be all bad. Oh, Jake. What were you thinking?
It doesn't say much about a movie when I'm more worried about them burning books to keep warm than I am if the characters live or die. I hope they were burning all the Grisham and Danielle Steele and Nicholas Sparks books and not something good like, say, anything else.
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