Saturday, June 20, 2009
"Dive Right In, Baby. The Water Is Fine!"
I can't seem to remember why.
Why did I decide not to renew my subscription to Entertainment Weekly a few months ago?
It's on the tip of my tongue.
Oh, that's right. I remember now.
Something about the combination of "my tongue" and a shirtless Ryan Reynolds just jogged my memory.
I wanted to use that money buy more porn. Silly and stupid, but true.
I'm half a verse in a friggin' Alanis Morissette song.
But that's not going to stop me from claiming Ryan as My New Imaginary Boyfriend.
Damn. Anybody up for a Sandra Bullock movie?
(I can't believe I just typed that last sentence...)