When Corey Monteith died I was about ¼ of a way through writing my entry for the day.  It was like 1 AM or something like that here when the news popped up.  I was getting ready to post Lea Michele and had actually started with the words, “When Glee died for me so did my mild obsession with Lea Michele."  It suddenly felt like… the wrong time.  Anyway, whatever compulsion I have inside me to do this disappeared in the moment and I scrapped it and walked away.  I can’t claim I was personally crushed or anything but i knew a lot of people would be and it just suddenly didn’t feel right.  The truth is, and sometimes we lose sight of it, that life is full of a lot of little tragedies that we start to ignore simply because they are common.  This death brought out a lot of outpouring of grief but I am sure it also brought out a lot of callous who cares.  The real truth is it is always a horrible waste and something that is hard to get over.  Part of me really feels for Lea Michele because losing someone you love is hard, doing so publicly can’t be any better.  But it’s not what i am here to talk about, just the inevitable place this entry had to go I suppose.  Really we’re here because Lea Michele is very attractive.  I used to be mega attracted to her, it was before I ran this blog, but man I was really into her.  A lot of it is her voice, I like talent and she can sing really well. Plus I mean she is pretty and she has a great body and often she has wonderful hair and… I like her.  And today I want to fuck Lea Michele.