Nothing else matters ...

Oh, man! I am soooo glad it's friday. Work. Blah. For those of you wondering ... I'm going to outline (definitely) and start (possibly) my first book this weekend. Eeeek! It feels like such a huge step, but it's really not. It's just words and paper. I've been playing with those things in one way or another all my life. I guess it's different when your dream starts to become reachable. No, not reachable. When it starts to become something that you can believe you can achieve. When it starts to be something that doesn't feel like it's a million miles away. Okay, I did mean reachable.

I also have to go bridesmaid dress shopping (probably tomorrow). Joy. I fear being forced into something that's so unflattering people will cover their eyes when I appear. "Gak!" they'll exclaim. "What manner of evil is this?" I'll sheepishly raise my hand and say, "It's just me, guys. Kel. Please stop screaming." Yes, nightmare material. I know.

Btw, does anybody have a really good actor that I could write a letter to? I'm in that sort of mood. You guys know what I'm talking about, right? My letters to famous people? Anybody? Okay. I'm going to write a letter to a famous (or semi-famous person). I've written to Matt Damon, Michael Shanks, Karl Urban ... was there anyone else? Ehh. I could go look, but that would involve exerting myself. And I'm not planning on doing that right now. So, suggestions on actors I could write a letter to would be appreciated.

Friday night is becoming what Cole and I call "Movie Night". Last week we watched a few minutes of AVP. Then Cole fell asleep. This week ... I'm not sure. You know, I don't think we've ever finished a movie on Movie Night. Cole always falls asleep. He's so cute.

That's that! Except to say ... GIP. Made by the lovely tinamishi. Pretty!

Dear Karl Urban,
You're the hottest thing that ever graced The Chronicles of Riddick. I really wish you'd return my calls. I'm not a stalker. I swear. Although, one would think I am seeing as how I'm obsessing over how to have a Urban-a-thon. On the other hand, I often have movie star-a-thons. They're fun.

By the way, I didn't know you were in Ghost Ship! I sold that movie back, you know. Now I have to buy it again in order to have a truly spectacular Urban-a-thon. I already have both LotR movies that you're in. I'm sure I'll buy Bourne Supremacy when it comes out. Wow, just thinking about all that Karl Urban in one place is making me giddy.

Well, I don't know if you know who Michael Shanks is, but you should watch him in Stargate SG-1. He's amazing. Especially in season 3-ish when he cut his hair. I watched an episode last night where he was kinda dirty and sweaty and he was ... yum. I'm not sure if he was as yummy as you were in Bourne, but he's still pretty delicious looking.

Out of curiosity, was it hard paying 4 or 5 different roles on Xena? I personally think it would be, but you seemed to be having a good time so maybe it isn't. I really liked you as Caeser (Ceasar? How the fuck do you spell that anyway?). That little smirk you have. Scoring with Xena. You were hot!

I should probably start working now. Ever since the audit work's been so boring. I have nothing to channel all my energy into. Hmm ... do you think that if I lay off the Starbucks frappuccinos I'd be wound a little less tightly? It's something to think about. Anyway. I've been creating stupid little projects for myself ... for example: organizing our safe deposit box keys by size, figuring out how many more personal days everybody in our branch has left for the year, winning trips to Lake Tahoe. It's a tough life I lead. Oh, I'm also very proud of how well the branch is doing this quarter. Go, Team Kel!

I really should work.
Thanks for listening. (Or as I sometimes like to say, "Shanks for listening!")
Kel