Damn you, Joshua Jackson! Pacey, Pacey, Pacey, how do I love thee? Before you got bloated and stupid facial hair, which I'm sure is a metaphor for the rest of this dreadful programme. But I am a sucker for anything Philadelphia Story-related, and that your boat is called the True Love still pulls me in and makes me root for you. Despite it being for Joey-too-poor-to-afford-a-bra-Potter (TM Scuttsy).
Incidentally, today is the THIRD DAY IN A ROW that it is too cold for civilised human beings to be outdoors. Apparently, in the mid-west they solve this by needing cars to get everywhere. Thank goodness for grey, cloudy, rainy London next week which will be at least 40F warmer than here. HUZZAH.
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But what did he do???
I SPENT AN HOUR WATCHING DAWSON'S CREEK. That's what he did to me. I am TOO OLD to be watching this RUBBISH. And yet...
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