I saw something on the Internet today what has me really depressed. Granted, I'm not sure if the information is dated and, therefore, null and void, but it has me in a tizzy.
Like any proper woman who is wooing a man in the spotlight, I have set up a Google Alert on JS. Today, Google escorted me to a video of Jonathan on Chelsea Lately. He looked adorable. I love that tuft of grey hair near his temple. So sexy.
But none of this matters, because Stamos kept kissing Chelsea's ass and telling her how much he loves the show and that "we watch every episode." WE? Chelsea caught onto that too and asked MY JONATHAN if he had a girlfriend, and do you know what his response was? YES! Yes, he has a girlfriend. My heart feels like it's been kicked in the crotch.
Again, this could be old, as they were bartering Jonathan's appearance on Glee. That was like 200 years ago. BUT STILL!
As an eternal optimist, I have already found the silver lining in this disappointing news. When Jonathan sets his eyes upon me and falls hopelessly smitten (I can be quite charming), he will advertise our relationship on a late night show. Now that's a MAN. We truly will be Hollywood's next IT couple.
For now, however, I'm going to have to assuage this light depression with a dark room and a Sex in the City marathon. It's the only way to get through this.
If you're interested, check out the confession.