Sunday night I actually sat down to fold laundry and flip through channels and found myself sucked in to watching The Bourne Identity for the fifth time. Such a good movie--the action sequences, the fighting, the quick-thinking. Jason Bourne is NOT hard on my eyeballs at ALL.
I gazed at Jason in awestruck wonder as he masterfully applied his martial arts training to fend off Bad Guys. My karate combat is good, but not that good.
I envied his ability to make decisions in the blink of an eye--to read a situation and act with gut instinct and well-honed spy skills.
I admired Julia Stiles's hair and realized that my new cut is just like hers. The only difference is that I have a bit of bang (new!) which flips across my forehead and coyly covers part of my right eye. And I don't sport the harsh striped highlights. I mentally complemented Kristy who cuts my hair for her brilliant maneuvering with scissors.
It would be so cool to be a spy.
Then I realized something else: I've watched The Bourne Identity five times, but I've never seen the sequels. How could I have let myself hang in mid-story all this time?
Guess what I'll be doing every night this week? Curling up in bed with Jason.
Spill it, reader. What sequels have you missed watching?