I’ve been making a mental list of what we all say to Jane Eyre. And these are what she most hears:
Don’t be a bitch/jerk/asshole
Let me love you
No/Stop it/Don’t do that
You better not be playing in the toilet.
So yeah. There’s love…
I’m going to see W. today and I’m sort of excited. Rotten Tomatoes only gave it a 54, but it looks super funny.
I have been thinking about the new boy all the time for the past two days. All the time. Some thoughts more dirty than others. Hahaha. Oh man. Me asking a boy out via facebook would be really weird, right?
I’ll put up pictures of our Paula Deen brunch when I get back to Chapel Hill…