This is really annoying.
I think I might have a crush on Almost Famous.
Come ON universe! We’ve been dancing this dance like FOREVER. I know it isn’t going to go anywhere, so why do I keep chatting inanely on facebook im and sending him frickin cheeky sunbathing shots? What has happened to my self control?!
Well at least he’s not an actor I guess.
But seriously, this has to stop. I have forbidden myself from starting a conversation with him, even on facebook. We’ll see how long it is until he bothers to start one with me. Hopefully it will be ages and that will cure me.
In other news, I’ve been invited to the press night of Ghost Stories tomorrow night. How exciting… except the Ghost Stories producers are TV types, a few of which I know are close personal friends of TV boy… and I really don’t fancy bumping into him after a stressful work day.
Of course, maybe he hasn’t been invited and then I can casually make sure I get in all the photos with his famous friends so he’ll see me there looking fabulous and remember that he’s a dick. Maybe. Reality is he’ll probably be there, with his skanky emo chick girlfriend, and I will have to make small talk with massive bags under my eyes, probably wishing I was tucked up in bed with Almost Famous instead because apparently I’m not cured at all and have just moved on from Actors to Musicians. My god, I don’t know what’s worse… at least Actors tend to wash their hair.
I despair at my own good self sometimes.
I’ll keep you posted.