all my problems solved

Just came back from "Knocked Up" at the Galaxy. It was pretty good, in terms of a Hollywood feel-good movie with the appropriate amount of male groin injuries. I laughed a few times, chuckled a few more, and even had the beginning of tears in my eyes at one point. But more importantly, I learned a really really valuable lesson tonight. I don't have to worry about being child-less and 33 anymore. I learned tonight that all I have to do is have a drunken one-night stand and get pregnant, and then I will live happily ever after with the guy who was too dumb to wear a rubber. Sweet!