If lovin Jeff Goldblum is wrong, I don't wanna be right.
So here's the thing. For quite some time I have had a celebrity crush on Mr. Jeff Goldblum. It all started with Independence Day. Watching him care about the enviornment in his wifebeater, tortishell glasses and scrappy/"muscular" arms was just too much for then preteen Elizabeth to handle. Now this crush has blossomed into full blown embarrassment but I continue to stay loyal to The Blum. So much so that when I found out he will soon be staring on one of the many versions of Law and Order I seriosly threw my cat up in the air out of excitement. She's ok, just a little startled, but both Lulu (the cat) and I will be huluing the shit out of this show.
My head drifts, connecting dots on the ceiling with stars. Counting hair follicles and fancy shoe collections. I sigh heavily and suck in. Holding the breath through to a new age. Expecting a change in molecules, but I'm here. Again and still and forever. Floating unfinished.
He's one handsome bastard!
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