Us again babe
Cory Monteith and Richard Branson at the Project Limelight event in Vancouver
So my best friend and I were talking about Monchele today.
She was in NYC when Lea and Cory were there about 3 weeks ago now, when...
“Lea was right by Cory’s side in between every single take and during breaks. She said they were joint at the hip.”
“Lea would look at Cory after...
So I know I’ve done absolutely nothing but make crazy emo posts this weekend. Somehow I’ve lost not one follower and I’ve gained like, seven? I just really, really appreciate all of you. I appreciate the messages and I appreciate the love and I’m just having an awful fucking time right now and being able to lose myself here for a few hours has pretty much been my saving grace (well…and Clea, Jess and Meeshes, who’ve constantly checked up on me and who I love more than I can ever really say).
I hope all of you are having the Merriest of Christmases and I promise…let me get through Tuesday and this will be back to your normally scheduled snarktastic, FR-loving blog.
Love,
me.
I just wrote a ridiculously long post on life, death and Alzheimers and then deleted it because it was wholly depressing.
And also because the act of writing it out wasn’t as cathartic as I thought it would be.
Needless to say…I need a place to write out my thoughts.
/random
Quality life. Apparently I don’t know how to balance anything but my checkbook.