Teen magazines keep writing that my eyes 'twinkle' when I talk. Look, I'm a guy. I don't twinkle, you know! You can say that my eyes 'sparkle' maybe, but not 'twinkle' alright? Got that teen magazine writers?! -- Jonathan Brandis
It's research, okay? Research.
Valentine's Day is coming up. Maybe I should start dating again. New Beverly is playing Sunset Blvd and All About Eve that Saturday. Couldn't be any worse as date movies than Closer.
I also really want to see Inside Deep Throat, too.
This is all presuming that there are individuals to potentially date. Presumptuous. That's a fun word. It speaks of falsehoods and pints of ice cream and sleep.
This shirt I'm wearing today is a little slutty, but only because it fits kinda big and keeps falling off one shoulder or the other.
I want to go for a run tonight. I want that guy on Digital Webbing to mail me back. I want a casting coup.