18 jan - it's the universe imparting
dear boyfriend,
so last night i watched wimbledon, and there was this familiar face, very very familiar, but i seriously couldn't place him, so for the rest of the movie i puzzled over it, but then again i didn't really watch the whole movie, cos i wasn't really that into tennis or that into kirsten dunst, but i watched it at the end, and lo! there was the familiar face again, so, so, cute, very nice, and it hit me: YOU! it was you! heeheee. forgive me. it's just that i haven't seen you in a while; but you were looking mighty fine. MIGHTY. FINE. very nice.
yours sincerely,
McAvoy Fan.
(ps: i had car problems two days ago, d'you think it's the universe imparting on me the importance of having a (real-life) boyfriend? (to help. not that i couldn't do it myself if i had knowledge(of course i must win) but it'd be nice to have someone to blame(if anything goes wrong)) and then i had this conversation with a friend and she was all, 'knowledgable guy friends will do.', so the whole point is apparently moot. but it would have been nice if you were around, my would-never-be-moot-,-adorable-dahh-ling.)
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"i don't really watch american awards anymore. makes me feel old."
"i know what you mean."
"like, the other day, at the golden globes? the camera was on ben affleck and for like two seconds my brain was like, 'mmm. ben affleck.' you know how much i HATE ben affleck."
"yee-gah!!"
"and, then it was on matt damon, and i was like, 'matt. damon.', you know, like, a "mental" 'nod of respect', and the announcer announced "mark warhlberg for the departed". dude. i mistook matt damon for mark wahlrberg."
"they call it senility. um-hmmmm."
"and yesterday i saw michael caine's alfie, and he was, um, rather, fetching."
"... "
"seriously."
"hold your walker, gran-ma."