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I feel like such a traitor. I was totally planning on watching Nicholas Nickleby (read: perving over James D'Arcy in tight pants and a tophat) today, but instead I watched Pride and Prejudice. *sobs* I still love you, James! It didn't mean anything!
I blame Jessica and her pervy Colin Firth-loving ways.
I blame Jessica and her pervy Colin Firth-loving ways.