Mmm. Yay for streaming my blog on facebook. Oh, facebook. I love and hate you so much. You are like my website version of Zac Efron: so irresistable, and yet such a cakeface. Seriously though, the blog is much nicer in non-generic-blue-and-white-crackbook form. You should click the link. Go on, do it. I'll pay you. In hugs.
In news not related to my unhealthy fascination with teenage Disney stars, I've been doing some writing that I will attempt to make worthwhile enough to post sometime in the near future. My trouble is that my life is so boring that I get little inspiration from it, and so I can't really think of anything to write about. Someone give me a topic. No seriously. Someone tell me something random to write about and I will write you a story. Or a poem. Or an Oscar-winning Hollywood screenplay. It will be fun and joyous and wonderful. OK that's all for now. I'm going to go perv over Rome on DVD.
PS go see Enchanted.
PPS James Marsden OMG.
PPPS Seriously, his cheekbones.
PPPPS You could cut glass with that shit.
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