On additional, boy-crazy note: I watched E! Special presentation/interview with Tom Cruise during my cold medicine haze. After all these years, after Brad Pitt and many other hunks, Tom still does it for me. His smile still quivers my heart and buckles my knees. Tom was the first celebrity I had a mad crush on. Top Gun did it. And it was all about Tom all the time sometime in 6th grade. I think that may be where I developed affinity for white boys. Well, actually that would split between Tom Cruise and Fabian, the boy from Germany I met...
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Brandon and I went to see “The Village” on Sunday. I figured out the twist before it was revealed. I’m so damn proud! And not to spoil it for those who hasn’t seen the movie, you can email me to ask when I figured it out. There are moments where Lucius would come for Ivy, taking her hand and lead her to safety without even saying a word, and she knew it was him. Suddenly, Joaquin Phoenix was just hot. Chivalry. True love. Quiet passion. That’s pretty hot....
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Just when I was about to go to bed, I was hit by this low grade meloncholy. A somber realization with a dash of morbidity and a hint of brooding pessimism. I think this all may have stemmed from a comment made by a friend from work today. “I believe I’m going to die alone,” he said. He was thoroughly convinced that he would never find his life partner. According to him, his soulmate is his ex-wife, so he didn’t need to find that. He dreaded going through life without anyone by his side. I tried to cheer him up...
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