And so the saga continues….
Today for whatever reason I’ve been feeling down in the dumps. So I Tweeted to those handsome men of the Canadian Men’s Bobsleigh Team featured in my last insane post, hoping for something and expecting nothing.
And then this happened.
At last count, we’re at 85 RT’s and only need 15 more to make my dreams come true. Let’s see if we can make my dream (that I never even knew I had) come true in the morning.
Regardless of what happens, Tim Randall has officially secured a place in my heart and if I can have one wish for my 30th birthday coming up in March, it’s that he, James McNaughton, Justin Kripps, and Bryan Barnett hosts Sunday Night Live. I mean, I think it’d be pretty amusing for people to watch me literally foam at the mouth and write sketches where I have to be touching them at all times and then they fall in love with me and then I DIE AND FLOAT TO HEAVEN WHERE I TAKE MY PLACE AS QUEEN OF THE PERVERTS (for sure perverts go to heaven, right?).
Anyway, a girl can dream. HINT HINT.
PS THANK YOU TWITTER I LOVE YOU SO MUCH.
PPS Today I was reunited with my long lost love Tahiti(an) Treat and I drank two cans and got a tummy ache but goddamn do I feel invincible.