La Rosa Knows
Month
I still feel like I’m in a post-Thanksgiving food slumber.
Everyday this weekend I have slept in, which is unusual for me, and on top of sleeping late I’ve also taken several naps. Still, though, I could sleep more (see my face below for evidence).
Which is where the coffee comes in! Nom nom nom!
Would I like some more coffee? Okay, don’t mind if I do! I’ll just pour myself a little more here…
And I lived happily ever after!
The End.
I admit that I have seen some movies that Ryan Reynolds has been in. I know this because I have vague memories of catching repeats of Van Wilder on Comedy Central, and tuning in for three minute increments before changing the channel. I never gave the guy much thought until I saw this magazine cover.
The thing is, that Ryan Reynolds shirtless gives me heart palpitations. I want to swing like Tarzan from his chest and abs, covered in so much hair, and feel the wind on my face while he speaks to me in Italian (in my fantasy of these events he is Italian, I have no reason for this other than I imagine it would sound delicious). In my fantasy I also dream of Ryan Reynolds wearing glasses, which I imagine would make him look like some PhD student that I could discuss Vladimir Nabokov novels with. This excites me.
I know he’s married, or whatever, but he still has that chest and those arms, so I lust. Which is why, when I saw the new Green Lantern trailer came out I was eager to watch.
What I now know is that there aren’t a whole lot of shirtless shots of Ryan, which concerns me, and his love interest is that burnt piece of toast, Blake Lively, whom I loathe. I dunno, maybe I’m overreacting here, but if there’s going to be a movie starring Ryan, I think he should be contractually obligated to remove his shirt the whole time, no?
For class, I’m submitting a non-fiction piece on what it means to be a redhead.
As such, my posts today will only be about redheads.