It’s time for tea and meet the wife

To steal from one great writer to enhance another …

“I guess this officially pops my blogging cherry.

And consequently … I have nothing to say.

I will write here periodically, but don’t get your hopes up for anything very keen. My highbrow thoughts will focus mostly on the trappings of life, writing, reading, movies, the boob tube, pop culture and anything else that falls out of my head.

Feel free to comment and check out my ever-loving blog anytime.

I have made the decision that I will live a happily polygamist life with Zach Braff and Michael Cera, accompanied by my Australian pet kangaroo, Calvin.”

If I said it once, I’ve said it, well, once. Those brilliant thoughts were strewn onto the web-waves in September 2007, but basically sum up my devastatingly low goals for a while.

Just trying to keep myself busy, taking some time to do what I love about what I love. (Since that first post, I’ve added five glorious men to my polygamist lifestyle. I haven’t forgotten Calvin, though.)

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Almost exactly four months after that de-virginizing post, I wrote something of my own happy ending:

“Less than four months until I can utter the words, ‘I am a college graduate.’ And hopefully, shortly after those words, will come these: ‘And I work at Entertainment Weekly, fulfilling my dream of being a journalist, and focusing on the world of entertainment (clearly) with which I fill my daily life.’ (Or something to that effect…) Here’s to keeping my fingers crossed, praying, visiting psychics, whatever it takes.”

I’m just throwing it out there now, so you can’t say I didn’t try: if anyone feels like giving me a job at EW, that would be perfectly fine with me. Okay, thanks.

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So … Live a few days in the life of my brain (just call me John Malkovich). Be sure to mind the “Out Of Order” sign periodically hanging. And knock before entering.

Good night and good luck. God speed and God bless.

XOXO,

Me