Man, all I have been doing this past hour is downloading and saving Angelina Jolie pictures off the web. I love her.
I do. She's my ideal of a woman. The real her is sort of like her movie personas. Even though the characters she portrays are "fantasy, not real," her personality and the attitude she gives off is real and THERE. Hackers, Foxfire, Girl Interrupted, Gia...part of the real Jolie is there in all of them. She's smart-assed, intelligent, dangerous, sensitive, wicked, tender, rebellious, and damn beautiful. She's the kind of gurl whom I'd like as a best friend. Also the kind of gurl (if there ever were one in the world) I'd actually, um, experiment with. You know...kisses and um, more maybe. {:O) I mean, there are so many beautiful women out there in the world that are physically attractive, but I'd probably never feel comfortable experimenting with them. With Jolie, it'd be more like just playing around...girl-friend, almost just-kiddin-around style. I am acting so silly! But really, she'd be a cool friend to have.
Yeah, this is my celebrity worshipping journal entry. I bow down to you Angelina darling.
And yesss, she would be the PURRFECT Lara Croft a.k.a Tombraider. Can you say "meowwwwwwww??
Seriously though, that is what is lacking in my life sometimes...a gurl friend. I don't have any gurl friends to hang out with or talk to really. I just stay at home mostly with my son. The mommy life. Which is nice, but I miss having a gurl to talk to. I had a cool friend back in Illnois, a co-worker. C. was always so nice to me and my son. C. was the sweetest friend I ever met. We keep in touch every once in a while...I just sent her a recent picture of D. and asked her if she had an email address or something. It'd be much easier to keep in touch over emails and such. I don't like talking over the phone, and besides, it'd be long-distance. But the main thing is...I hate calling people. I'd rather actually see them in person, write them a letter, or email them. Phones are icky most of the time...I feel self-conscious, scared of silences/breaks in conversation. Talking to the actual person face-to-face is so much easier and well, fun. Because of this mini-phone phobia thing, I hardly ever keep in touch with old friends. It sucks. I just hope C. has an email address. That's be so neat. And I really wish sometimes that our babies could play together. C's boy is a bit younger than my D...they could of been buddies. AWWW....but oh well.
Oh, and I got my first Hot Blood book that I ordered from Half.com. I got the very first volume of the series. YIPPEE!! Man, that seller-guy shipped so quickly...and he lived kinda close too, in Brooklyn. What a nice guy. {:O). So far, Half-com is giving me nothing but smiles.