I am such a control freak. I'm going to have to start watching Mad Men. I can't deal with this shit. I don't know whether Stanford was on or not. Someone let me know. But I've been googling.
And whilst practicing my mad skills at Google Fu, I have run across
this. It's a picture of Stanford and our BB Jayce at Genarts. Everyone is always at Genarts.
Also, I am half a bottle of wine deep with peeling teal nail polish and I've just seen Julie and Julia and I've got to say:
My adulation isn't quite as... Adulating as hers is. And I've never imagined Stanford in my head and I've known from the start that this blog is more to do with me than anything else.
But it's been four and three quarters years now, and I understand how you can start out a dumb 21 year old who is basically still a teenager who thinks some actor is neat and all of a sudden you're sitting in your marginally less shitty apartment a completely different person, looking 30 in the face and about to embark on an adventure that you earned just by being a little cleverer than yourself on the internet.
So, Get it Julie Powell, for all of us.
And that's enough sentiment for the day.
Get back to me on the Mad Man thing, yo.
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