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Look! Just once, I would like a marriage proposal out of love and not for green cards or tax breaks. Just once. I don't really want to talk about it. I just ate a tub of pudding. W/a fork. We have spoons but I grabbed a fork, instead, and didn't notice until I was sitting down at the table. I didn't feel like getting back up to get a spoon. Yes, it's still hot as balls and blinking makes me break a sweat. Why do you ask? I had a Jimmy Fallon dream last night. There was no making out, but I did ask him for directions to an Italian restaurant. Then I overheard him talking to a friend about me. He said "Molly X. I know that name. She's that little weird girl I went to church with." I wonder if this is a sign or premonition...? Not the part about going to church w/Jimmy Fallon, though. Maybe one day when I'm all famous, he'll say "Molly X. I know that name. She's that hot little number who gave Josh Hartnet the finger on Letterman. Where is she? I'd like to make out w/her." Yep. It's a premonition, alright. Speaking of gettin' famous, I have to go write some stories. Forever 23, my ass - 01.25.06 P-Nutz - 01.20.06 My nose hurts - 01.16.06 And really bad eggs - 01.13.06 I ain't no Alex Trebek - 01.11.06 � |
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