I used to believe in destiny, ya know? I’d go to the bagel place, see a pretty girl in line, reading my favorite novel, whistling the song that’s been stuck in my head all week, and i think ‘wow, oh hey. maybe she’s the one.’ now i think, ‘i just know that bitch is going to take the last whole wheat bagel.’ No, it’s more than that. I stopped believing. Not in some, ‘I’m depressed, going to cry during my toast kind of way.’ Not in a way I even noticed until tonight. It’s just- everyday I think I believe a little less, and a little less, and a little less, and that sucks. What do I do about that?
So, hey, remember when I posted that one blog almost a year ago (like… 362 days ago) about how they totally pulled an exterior from Spider-Man 2 and used it in a Hannah Montana episode? WELL I was just watching How I Met Your Mother just now and HOLY HECK WHAT IS THAT?!?! Is that the exterior of theater where Mary Jane Watson was appearing in The Importance of Being Earnest?

Well… was it? At this point (as I was previously) I was pretty confident in myself, but I decided to check to be absolutely sure, and…

So, hey, remember when I posted that one blog almost a year ago (like… 362 days ago) about how they totally pulled an exterior from Spider-Man 2 and used it in a Hannah Montana episode? WELL I was just watching How I Met Your Mother just now and HOLY HECK WHAT IS THAT?!?! Is that the exterior of theater where Mary Jane Watson was appearing in The Importance of Being Earnest?

Well… was it? At this point (as I was previously) I was pretty confident in myself, but I decided to check to be absolutely sure, and…

California girl with a Boston heart living the dream in New York City.