Dear miss J,
You know how I'm always teasing you about High School Musical? And Zac? How you luuuuuv him, and you wanna marry him, blah, blah, blah.
I get it now.
Uncle Brendan & I went to the movies yesterday, intending to each see a different movie. He wanted the Bourne Ultimatum, while yours truly wanted to see Hairspray.
Being that your uncle HATES musicals, well, I did it for the preservation of our marriage.
So I watched Hairspray. And I so get it now.
That Zac fellah, well, he is mighty easy on the eyes. AND he kissed the chubby girl and didn't look like he would rather be eating dog turds baking in the sun.
So he's either way super cool or a way better actor than I thought.
But I get it. He's cute. He sings. He dances. And he kisses the chubby girl without looking like he'd rather be eating… well, 'nuff said.
You know what else? James Madigan was in it. Did you see 'X-Men'? He played Cyclops. The one who always wore his sunglasses, yes, even at night.
That's an 80's song. You wouldn't know it. It was WAY before your time.
James was way super cute, too. I knew I recognized him from somewhere, but without the glasses, I wouldn't have figured out it was him.
Thank heavens for imdb.com
So that's it. I just wanted you to know I get it now. I get why you love Zac. He's so totally cute, and he's 19.
I got socks oldern that.
Forget it, honey. He's all yours. I'll leave him be.
He couldn't handle me, anyway.
Love - me