and then because I'm ridiculously in love with this other guy too . . .
Sigh. Prettttttttty . . .
(we were talking about The Clooney because Red is in Sydney and she texted me this morning that she saw that guy from Idol last year, she wouldn't have recognised him except for the outlandish hair but what was his name, and I replied Bobby Flynn and she told me I was great, and I said well, great or obsessed with a reality tv singing show, you say potato, my shrink says potato and then she texted me again to ask exactly how much did I love and adore her and I replied with why, did you bump into Tim Brunero and force my mobile number on him because ALL my friends know that that is the rule, if they bump into Tim they must my mobile number give, he'll never call but still, he'll have it or at least, he'll have it and then immediately throw it in the bin and complain to his friends about the stalker chick in Melbourne and her crazy fucking friends and then I called her to make sure that wasn't the case because if it was then I needed to quickly bone up on some current Australian politics before he called but she had just managed to steal some magazines from the plane and the hotel that had stories/photo's/feature stories regarding The Clooney. Hence the pics. And here's one last one to make me happy . . . )
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You can thank my trash mag habit for bringing you this opportunity to have Clooney in your kitchen making your coffee
www.nespresso.com.au
Technically, it is a chance to win a coffee machine The Clooney has had his mitts on. I will join you in saying "in my next life I am coming back as THAT coffee machine"
Tim Brunero commented on my blog once!
Sorry, I had to say that.
Annnnnnnnnnd now you have to die . . .
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