10:10 p.m. x 2005-12-24
i don't really like reporters, per se. i don't really fetishize careers, as long as somebody likes what they do, i think that it's attractive. and i don't like hayden christensen as an actor (i don't know him as a person, can't make a judgement there). i really don't care for the movie "shattered glass".
but the stills drive me wild. if he and colin meloy gently fucked and produced a sort of offspring, i would harvest it. quickly.
jouyeux anniversaire, jesu.
(so far i've gotten "rid of me", "dresden dolls", "portishead", sugar cookie perfume, a trinket clock and the beatles by the guy named spitz [how terrible]. got them from my aunt, to whom i gave a fondu pot in the shape of a hershey kiss.)
if anybody should ask i'm going to a seminar
pieces of the moon
sensitive heart, you're doomed from the start