Sunday, March 21, 2010
I think (of Nathan Fillion), therefore…
I am crazy? Delusional? Wasting my time?
Yep, I can accept that.
Which is why I have moved onto ‘fantasy’ boyfriends.
Because you see after so many years of not dating, I realized, why be “realistic” anymore?
Why shoot so low as to people I could actually date (with the exception of AJJ, my local stalkee. He is worth every precious moment I spend ‘trying’ to run into him – sometimes quite literally, see previous post).
There is such an upside to non-realistic, fantasy boyfriends.
For one thing, if I’m smitten on my chiropractor, each and every time I go in for a visit, I am reminded that he only likes me for ‘my back.’
Bad for the self-esteem!
But I have a perfectly good reason why Nathan hasn’t asked me out yet. He doesn’t know I exist! So much better!
Now, before you run off thinking I’m a hussy know that just because this is a fantasy relationship doesn’t mean I’m not taking it seriously. #obviouslysuperseriously #Ijustdevotedmyblogtoit
A la Bull Derham I am faithful for the season.
As long as Castle is on, I’m Nathan’s girl.
But what about when the show goes on hiatus, you ask?
Well, is it my fault that Bones was in constant re-runs during the Olympics? What happened between David Boreanaz and I will never be spoken of again.
Again though, Nathan knew nothing of it, so no one got hurt.
See how perfect this works?
So until the thought police (or a mental health professional) catch me, I will think of Nathan Fillion… often.