j. mulgrew, please marry me.
It’s no secret that I’m a bit of a blogaholic (Stella, I think we need Jeff Van Vonderen on our speed dial). I have a list that I check daily and when they aren’t updated, I get sad and a little part of me dies. It’s like I think these people are my PALS and when they don’t update, it’s like they’re ignoring my desperate pleas for attention.
One of my favorite bloggers is Jason Mulgrew. HI JASON. (I like to pretend we have readers. Especially hilarious famous readers who have once graced the pages of People magazine along with some of the most influential people today. You know, like this week’s cover, Britney.) Anyway, I emailed him once and he ACTUALLY WROTE ME BACK, which was pretty much the most exciting day of my life. So now he like, casually pops up on my gchat on a daily basis and I’m so tempted to say hi, but really, what am I supposed to say? HEY IT’S ME, VIVI, I ONCE WROTE TO YOU ABOUT HOT TODDIES. I THINK UR GR8. You see that? How I turned into a 13 year old girl towards the end there?
So, Jason, if you’re out there, give me a call. Stella and I want to invite you to our Easter Party.
Love,
Viv
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