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This Week In Tabloids: Brad's Trapped, Jen's Devastated, Obamas Are Just Like Us
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I want to be your friend. And by "friend", I mean I want to ride you like the angsty, metrosexual stallion you are.
xoxo,
Rollergirl
11/12/08
For the love of god, will all these gossip rags just please stop talking about them!
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Re: Lindsay Lohan, why can't she be bi? Or none/all of the above. The whole "what is her sexual orientation REALLY?" story is a non-story. TV Guide has her saying this in Bazaar, and I say good for her:
"I don't want to classify myself," she continues. "First of all, you never know what's going to happen - tomorrow, in a month, a year from now, five years from now. I appreciate people, and it doesn't matter who they are, and I feel blessed to be able to feel comfortable enough with myself that I can say that."
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*Full disclosure: this technique never actually worked as I would have liked it to
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And oh man can I not wait for Mayer's angsty album.
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If you have a grade school education you possess the depth and creativity to come up with stories like these.
So here's the mystery--who reads the bullshit in these magazines in line at the grocery and then PAYS for the magazine to finish it after the preview?
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My boyfriend practically won't stand in line with me if I pick one up.
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I mean, if they split up, it could work, especially with all their money, but six or seven or eight or nine or ten kids is not going to be easy to do joint custody and whatnot with. I know they aren't married, but I'm assuming it would basically be a divorce without the marriage license.
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Even with Midweek Madness doing the dirty work (and I salute you), I still end up somehow inadvertently reading about this ridiculous love triangle. Must go read Hemingway or something and yknow, sharpen my mind. Repair the damage.