Is it weird that when you mentioned our song, I started singing Barry Manilow's "Mandy" with "Lauren" instead of "Mandy"?! I think that's normal, really. "Oh, Lauren. You have something, la la, don't know the words. And blah blah blah blah oh, Lauren." Yeah. I'd impress her with that. Right.
Oh, Lauren Graham. The apple of my eye, the Lauren to my Graham. Brilliant, brilliant, brilliant woman. Brilliant. Beautiful. Branchy. Branchy? I don't know. "B" was my theme with that one. Uh, bombastic. Bright! Bambi! No, not Bambi. Belly dancer! Wait, uh, maybe(?) That'd be hot. I feel like I should keep going because I['m in] love [with] Lauren Graham. But, you knew that. Obviously. Poor you, hearing me confess my Lauren Graham love. Over and over. Over and over. And over. And over. Oh, Lauren. Damn that Barry Manilow song. I'm not a Fanilow!
She'll never be recognized. Poor Lauren Graham. I think I pity her more for the fact that you and I will be stalking her, though. I appreciate her, though. As do you. And tons of people. We appreciate her craft and her ability to make me go from SQUEEHAPPYUYAYLALA! to "Holy crap, I want to die," with one pout. Or cry. Or, like, when she's really depressed, like in "Say Something" ... I, uh, couldn't leave my bed for a week. And, you could only imagine what "Partings" did to me. You know already. By the way, my "Partings" pains have come back.
(And now my niece thinks "mmm" means "good" in Spanish.)
Right. Uh, Emmys be damned. They mean nothing to me. They haven't ever. They're lame. We should have our own awards. And give them all to Ms. Lauren Graham. After we stalk her. Of course, it's things like that that just scream, "Restraining order!" I love when thinks scream "Restraining order!" Way cooler than screaming, "Go to Hell." Aww... Aww.
("Alrighty" means "Okay" in Spanish. My niece makes me cry.)
Heather + Danielle = SUPER COOL STALKING TEAM. First Lauren Graham. Then Claudia Black. THEN Amanda Palmer. We will stalk them and force them to love us. Not in a dirty way, though. Well, okay, maybe. At first. Until Sex Idol, of course. Yum. Right. I sound crazy.
(NOW my niece said the following: "God made us. That was nice of him. I'm drawing these people. That makes me God. I'm nice." Wow.)
Right. I'm so sorry for this comment. Lauren Graham is a goddess, so I had to write a lot to express my Lauren Love. Aww, L words are nice. And, as always, I love you, Heather.
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Date: 2006-07-07 01:51 am (UTC)Oh, Lauren Graham. The apple of my eye, the Lauren to my Graham. Brilliant, brilliant, brilliant woman. Brilliant. Beautiful. Branchy. Branchy? I don't know. "B" was my theme with that one. Uh, bombastic. Bright! Bambi! No, not Bambi. Belly dancer! Wait, uh, maybe(?) That'd be hot. I feel like I should keep going because I['m in] love [with] Lauren Graham. But, you knew that. Obviously. Poor you, hearing me confess my Lauren Graham love. Over and over. Over and over. And over. And over. Oh, Lauren. Damn that Barry Manilow song. I'm not a Fanilow!
She'll never be recognized. Poor Lauren Graham. I think I pity her more for the fact that you and I will be stalking her, though. I appreciate her, though. As do you. And tons of people. We appreciate her craft and her ability to make me go from SQUEEHAPPYUYAYLALA! to "Holy crap, I want to die," with one pout. Or cry. Or, like, when she's really depressed, like in "Say Something" ... I, uh, couldn't leave my bed for a week. And, you could only imagine what "Partings" did to me. You know already. By the way, my "Partings" pains have come back.
(And now my niece thinks "mmm" means "good" in Spanish.)
Right. Uh, Emmys be damned. They mean nothing to me. They haven't ever. They're lame. We should have our own awards. And give them all to Ms. Lauren Graham. After we stalk her. Of course, it's things like that that just scream, "Restraining order!" I love when thinks scream "Restraining order!" Way cooler than screaming, "Go to Hell." Aww... Aww.
("Alrighty" means "Okay" in Spanish. My niece makes me cry.)
Heather + Danielle = SUPER COOL STALKING TEAM. First Lauren Graham. Then Claudia Black. THEN Amanda Palmer. We will stalk them and force them to love us. Not in a dirty way, though. Well, okay, maybe. At first. Until Sex Idol, of course. Yum. Right. I sound crazy.
(NOW my niece said the following:
"God made us. That was nice of him. I'm drawing these people. That makes me God. I'm nice." Wow.)
Right. I'm so sorry for this comment. Lauren Graham is a goddess, so I had to write a lot to express my Lauren Love. Aww, L words are nice. And, as always, I love you, Heather.
DANIELLE LOVES HEATHER AND LAUREN GRAHAM.
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