Metamorphosis in Blue

I think I have something serious going on with my ears.
The ear infection from....months ago...never cleared up. I planned on going in as soon as tax return came back. I wake with a roaring in my ears that clears up a little once I am up and about.

But now it's hurting in one ear whenever I swallow, or yawn...it feels like something is jammed in my ear drum :( It's actually significantly painful.

WAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!

Dear Shia,

I keep having to wipe the drool away from my mouth and remind myself that you are only 22.
QUITE legal, but still way too young for me.

It all started with Even Stevens; it was okay to say "AWWW what a cutie" then, because I was young, and YOU were young. Michael and I said "that kid has charisma, he's going to be BIG someday"....
Then there was Holes- which I sat through ONLY for you.

Fast forward various roles- ooooooooooh, here you are in I, Robot - Ye gods it was too easy to see how darn CUTE you were getting.

Then the real trouble.
Transformers- your first "big" role. Mega hotness. Old enough for me to stare at your ass in scenes and not risk being arrested for ogling jail bait.



Pissed at mega-hot Megan Fox getting to touch you and stuff. Naturally you WOULD have the hottest co-star, ever. UGH.










I endured Indiana Jones and stared at your ASS in jeans. Who cares if you had weird, fried blond hair? I wasn't looking at that.






Finally I just broke down and admitted my sexual lust for you.
I. Want. You.

Michael is comfortable with my lust for you, because he thinks it's "safe".... (i.e, will never happen)

*Sighs*
He is probably right...but a girl can dream.

Oh, snap! Now Transformers 2 will be coming out-I am going to see it on IMAX - MEGA SHIA....except, except...DAMN, your co-star is back. PLEASE, PLEASE no kissing scenes. You don't seriously want me crying in the middle of the theater? You don't want me throwing popcorn tubs and soda cups at the screen?
You don't want me REALLY being dragged out by security for death threats again Megan Fox???

Thank you...

Love,
Mj

The snow/ice shoveling all day yesterday must have been a decent workout because I can HARDLY MOVE today.
What a lovely reminder of how useless I really am.

Happy Imbolc!
St. Brigid's Day!
Candlemas!

I just wanted to use that title, really.
Today has consisted of being sloth like. I'm tired all the time, but not really sure why.
I started writing a few short stories- that is all I'm ever good for is STARTING. None of them have middles, or ends.
The crunchy snow and ice is melting, and I kind of miss the sound of it under my boots.
It's okay, though...there are still things to look forward to...spring- my herbs and fresh dew on the grass...camping, campfires and grilling outside.
I'll trade my boots in for sandals and pink toenails; my coat in for a raincoat :)

Still not sure I am happy with the blog layout. Will mess with that later, though.