So after a super low-point night yesterday (my Redskins lost a playoff game + I went to see Flight immediately after, which was a terrible decision because it was depressing and heavy and I was already kind of a sad drunk when the movie STARTED, plus the theatre/draft house we were watching it in brought me MORE DRINKS while I watched + then I got sick and was up all night regretting my life choices), I woke up to about a thousand messages/tweets telling me that the love of my life, Genevieve Padalecki, is
now on twitter. THIS IS SO EXCELLENT. THEY ARE GOING TO TWEET DISGUSTINGLY ADORABLE THINGS AT EACH OTHER AND I WILL GET MORE PICTURES OF HER GLORY AND JUST--BEST WAY TO WAKE UP, HANGOVER EXCUSED.
And then my mom and I went to see Wreck-It Ralph, WHICH WAS DELIGHTFUL, and I get home to find out that DANNEEL HARRIS IS KNOCKED UP AND GOING TO GIVE BIRTH TO A BABY I CAN SHIP WITH TOMMY C AND NOW THEIR BABIES CAN ALL PLAY TOGETHER AND WHILE THE CHILDREN PLAY THEY'LL JUST SIT IN CIRCLES BEING THE MOST BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE EVER AND ALL SO HAPPY AND MARRIED AND JUST SMILING AT EACH OTHER AND--AND JUST--MY BABIES. I RAISED THEM AND NOW THEY ARE BOTH GONNA BE DADDIES AND THIS IS LIKE THE MOMMY FEELS I GOT WHEN THEY GOT HITCHED ONLY X ONE MILLION PERCENT AND I JUST. FEELINGS. FEEEEELINGS. SOOOOO MAAANNNYYY FEEEEELINNNGGGGGSSS. ;____________;
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