Am v. foolish girl. But what else is new?
Despite all plans to the contrary, got v. v. drunk on Friday night and thus… v. chatty as well. So chatty, in fact, that flung hissing cat from bag and told IRB all about this fishy spot on the web.
Say what?!
Am inclined to blame lemon drops. Or wine. Or vodka tonics. Don’t show nearly as much restraint when others are paying for my drinks. Cursed vodka.
The thing is, do not feel completely foolish or appropriately mortified. Why not? Perhaps because IRB, should he have remembered that drunk confession, will (am hoping) be flattered at level of celebrity that he has achieved. Being among ranks of Cute Fireman, Beautiful Bus Boy and the-affair-who-shall-not-be-named is fine company indeed. Besides, as much as currently have stacked on my overflowing plate, potential embarrassment with IRB is the least of my concerns. Am also quite used to being found out by now, as well.
In other news, am happy to confirm that Britney is indeed a v. lousy actress. Have begged Roommate to keep under wraps the fact that yours truly actually watched Crossroads. May have to grease some palms.
haha i watched that yesterday
I watched it on an airplane last year. It was a choice between Citizen Kane, and Crossroads. What would you have picked?
Oh Dear God! I too have seen that monstrosity… abysmal. The most fun part was predicting every “event” in that insipid little flick like hours before it happened.
Great movie – if you like your cheese straight out of the can. Or… if you’re a guy
I actually met with Brittney to write that movie but politely declined (as I have standards). Anyway, had to meet Brit in her trailer at a video shoot under the watchful eye of her Svengali manager. Brit (who spoke in a whisper voice ala Michael Jackson, while she stroked her tiny little dog) said that she didn’t want to sing in a movie, and her manager leaned over and whispered in my ear, ‘don’t worry about that… she’ll sing’. Needless to say, I ran screaming from the trailer.
I’d watch that movie only if there was some hot Madonna-kissing going on. *snort*
Madonna was supposed to play her mom in that movie, but she declined.
That snogging’s a whole lot creepier now, isn’t it?
I have steered clear of that movie successfully so far, and thank god.
oh dear, dear, dear… your entry must have been in my subconscious. i made a “cat out of the bag” sort of joke as a title line today, too! not intentional, dear fish! (and a different sort of cat being let out, too!)