I'm so far behind, it's just ridiculous. Since I posted "What I am is a really, really, really big mess," I became an even bigger mess. But about a week ago, I started to feel better. Not kick-ass, totally all-clear better, but ... better than absolutely shitty all the time.
Yesterday I cleaned my bathroom, which hadn't been done since three months ago... hmmm... about the time I started getting sick. (No need to call the health department... I kept up to date on the grody bits, for sure.) And I thought, if I feel good enough to clean my bathroom, I should try hitting the blog! Wheeeee! Blogging!
But... I'm so far behind. Let me start by giving a big, juicy, totally legal yet still creepy Virtual Birthday Kiss [*shmwack*... on the cheek of course! Dirty birds!] to Baby Tay-Tay on the occasion of reaching his majority, last Thursday, February 11th. I wore my Team Wolfpack shirt all day long, in public. Yes, I'm 35. So what? Stop staring at me!
And speaking of Tay-Tay, let me move on to this...
Memo to Taylor Lautner: it's SO you.
In December (see what I mean about being behind?) I walked into my hair salon and my stylist - who I love - wordlessly handed me this:
In which I read this:
“This could have happened to anyone who played Jacob,” Lautner tells RS. “It’sTwilight. It’s not me personally.”
And Taylor, I would just like to say: it's SO you. Puhleeze, honey:
It's not Jacob, it's not Twilight. It's you.
You know what, three readers? Fuck it. You should see all of the photos, here. Your retinas will thank you.
Sources: the quote and photos all came from Rolling Stone. The photographer was Mark Seliger and the photos are tagged.
