Anne Hathaway's boyfriend eliminated her hygiene issues, and made it possible for her to .
WHAT?
Perhaps he helped her, too, with that nasty narcissistic thing that we can control with our Jedi mind tricks called clinical depression. Oh, how I miss being 24 and knowing everything. I think I was 26 when I figured out I didn't know a damned thing. How oddly freeing that was.
If it were not for the daily candy that is People.com, I might actually know some more important things.
Wow...that's...awesome. So, she met a guy and is now okay! Whee!! Because depression is just the curse of not having a significant other!
Ugh. Sorry. If it's true, golf claps to her, you know? I wish my depression could go away with a boyfriend or new shirt. And you're right - to be 24 again. >:(
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Posted by: Jurgen Nation | February 25, 2007 at 02:18 AM
okay, so, here's how much i'm out of touch ...
i thought your post was about Shakespeare's wife, whose name was Anne Hathaway ...
you know, "Where there's a Will, Anne Hathaway" ...??
i had to go Googling to find out who you were talking about ... even though i LOVE Julie Andrews, i never saw that princess movie ... she actually did a good, creepy job in "Brokeback Mountain" ... i just didn't know her name ...
also LOVED your Oscars live blog ... next year, let's watch together!
love,
karen
Posted by: Karen McCarthy | February 27, 2007 at 05:44 PM