Oh, the first time I saw it I was also busily melting into a puddle of goo, but my brain was attempting to make me focus on something other than the fact that if Will nuzzled my leg, that alone would sustain me for ten years.

But last night I made myself not swoon everytime Will walked onto screen, and I tried to actually pay attention to little details. :-) I hope when you go and see it again you see what I'm talking about, so I don't feel like I'm totally crazy. :-)

Ahem...on the subject of Will, since I know you just HATE to talk about him...was it my imagination, or did he just become more ridiculously gorgeous and sexy in this movie? Is it the scar? The bad attitude? The clothes? I dunno, but I like it!!!

Now I've had six hours of sleep. Aren't you proud of me? And I'm going to go see the film again in...three hours, I think. Yay me. :-)