So Tina Fey and Amy Poehler and I are best friends.
The only thing is that they don't know it yet and it's all kind of borderline schizophrenic. I'm afraid to post this a little bit, it's going to sound all kinds of crazy, but then again that's never really stopped me before.
I just love them both to pieces. I route for their careers to flourish and I find about every word out of their mouths to be simply fabulous. So I know if they knew that I existed I could convince them that we were meant to be best friends.
On that note I am leaving to go make some popcorn and pour some wine and watch the Golden Globes, with my besties!
The only thing is that they don't know it yet and it's all kind of borderline schizophrenic. I'm afraid to post this a little bit, it's going to sound all kinds of crazy, but then again that's never really stopped me before.
I just love them both to pieces. I route for their careers to flourish and I find about every word out of their mouths to be simply fabulous. So I know if they knew that I existed I could convince them that we were meant to be best friends.
On that note I am leaving to go make some popcorn and pour some wine and watch the Golden Globes, with my besties!
| Except I am supposed to be right in the middle there. |
(I'm really not a stalker) (Much)
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