Today I have developed a crush. a celebrity crush. the celebrity = emile hirsch
I say that the crush developed today, but really it started last night when he was on David Letterman. It only grew when I saw him on TRL. That's right. I was watching TRL. big deal! He's just so cute. I can't help it. My goal this summer is to go ahead and get engaged to him. I mean, I'll be living in LA. He lives in LA. I'm sure we're meant to be.
Yesterday while I was driving home from Tulsa a beautiful classic by Mariah Carey came on the radio. That's when it hit me. I really shouldn't judge Mariah these days (note: I've been judging her a lot these days.) No matter who she marries or what lame music videos she makes, she will always have "Dreamlover," and that other song where the video takes place at a summer camp. Remember when she hit rock bottom a few years ago...sometimes Glitter and cd covers with rainbows and lame episodes of Cribs just don't work. Well, now she is on top, and I'm happy for her.
I really don't do that much in Siloam Springs, Arkansas right now. Really I've just been sleeping and watching tv. too much tv. I'm so bored with it. However, (warning: self deprecating confessions follow) I have been watching a lot of/and enjoying a lot of Keeping up with the Kardashians, Sunset Tan and The Girls Next Door (Bridgette, although a Playboy Bunny, is so sweet. Kendra sucks, and all three of the girls really need to stop kissing old man hefner). One thing about that show that I just don't get is when the girls' parents/family visit. The families always seem to be pretty chill about them posing for Playboy and "dating" a geriatric. It's just weird.
i promise I'm not as superficial as I sometimes let on...
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