No, sir, away; a papaya war is on!

I went to the movies and watched Enchanted tonight. The whole thing gave me warm fuzzies, except when Robert starts to sing to her and then I got warm fuzzies and Oh crap! He's practically engaged and she is engaged! But true love took its course and so there was more warm fuzzies.
Only problem now is that I'm having somewhat of a warm fuzzy/chick flick hangover. I'm skeptical, see a cute film or read a good book, regain my faith in Happily Ever After, then bum myself out when something (or someone) makes me skeptical. Ah, such is the life.
Well, I think JZ's the only one who'll read this, and I don't really care. I'm just being theraputic for myself. It'd probably be even better if I went to bed. Hmm...I'll do that.
Goodnight.
Sweet dreams.
"I've been dreaming of True Love's first kiss."
Sorry, song from Enchanted. You should see it. Seriously.
Merry Christmas to all.
And to all a warm fuzzy night.
Cheers,
Erika