Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Just call me Heather and buy me day-glo plastic bracelets

Yeah, so admittedly, with this summer off and the son away at college camp, I've wasted a LOT of time on line, mostly viewing porn and, more recently, on Facebook. I just friended one of my "cousins" (offspring of a close, close friend of my mom's-friend, aunt, step-mother, whatever) who works for ***. I know that he's in regular contact with celebrities (as a matter of fact, his name gets into print or is flashed in the credits for some TV shows), but I'm not easily starstruck, and, though I have fond memories of him and he's a cool guy, we certainly don't hang out or correspond more than a couple of times a year.

Still, when I checked out his friends and comments, I was all (YEAH, I wrote "I was all") Holy Shite! S**** M***** posted on his wall? He knows L*** L**** ? He's having lunch with M**** S******??? Sure, they sniff the milk like everyone else before pouring it on their Captain Crunch, but still, S**** M*****? I LOVE that guy. I'd sniff his milk for him

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