I started writing about how I woke up thinking about Anna Kendrick this morning and I got a few sentences in and was feeling a lot of deja vu.  And like was wracking my brains and then looked at my own blog and basically i was writing the same post I did a few days ago.  Because I posted Anna Kendrick a few days ago.  For the same reason because basically I woke up thinking about Anna Kendrick.  I have no idea why.  I was tempted to just cut and paste the last time and see if anyone noticed but… well, I’d much rather talk about me talking about myself.  Anyway, she is here, I guess I must be pretty pumped for her new movie since she has fully seeped into my subconscious.  Today I want to fuck Anna Kendrick.

Guys it is so damn hot outside.  Like, I am sweating thinking about it.  The day has gotten away from me and I am bushed because it was so hot out.  Like, came down, stripped off and jumped in the shower because I was sweaty and gross.  Sorry to get everyone all hot and bothered thinking about me naked and sweaty, just take a deep breath and think about baseball.  Anyway, my soundtrack to the afternoon was Joanna Newsom’s Divers because I hadn’t really had a chance to give it a thorough listen yet even though it came out approximately 3 million years ago.  It happens.  I really like it, which isn’t a shock because I quite like her.  She is pretty, she has a fascinating voice and is the only harpist I can name.  I guess that last one isn’t really a reason to post someone but it is a fact.  It is odd, the idea of like pop harp but it’s been a reality since her first record came out.  Anyway, seemed like a good day to post her so today I want to fuck Joanna Newsom.

I woke up this morning with Anna Kendrick on my mind and I don’t particularly know why.  Like, there wasn’t’ a reason, she was just there.  That’s usually a good reason to post someone but also it means sometimes they disappear before I get around to posting them.  And that could have easily happened today cause I definitely stopped thinking about her and other things (in rough chronological order I think those things were: what’s that sound, people debates if A Man Needs a Maid can is a tender examination of deep loneliness or just misogynistic but can’t it be both things, damn I look dope, you know, I appreciate that picture is clearly to promote porn but frankly I don’t buy those heels on a stewardess, she’ll be on her feet all day, I would want flats, is that girl carrying an Upsetters record?  Man, that is intimidating, I wonder if I could rationalize an all burrito diet).  Luckily, when I finally got a point to stop and catch a breath there were some pictures of Anna Kendrick because she was on TV last night and is… doing stuff?  Non specific stuff that is very likely related to her movie which comes out in a couple weeks.  I really have my fingers crossed for that one because she and Aubrey Plaza are hilarious and the idea of them being hilarious together sounds amazing.  So fingers crossed that it is.  Clearly, she was meant to be here today though so today I want to fuck Anna Kendrick.

Sometimes I post people and it feels like I am posting the same thing about them again and again.  This is usually a mix of not posting them that often so I only vaguely remember what I have posted before but also because certain people just bring out certain feelings.  I am confident the last time I posted Gemma Arterton it was something about her being astoundingly beautiful and me never thinking about it because I never see her in anything.  That will be basically what I say today.  For someone who has been in a whole lot I have seen very little of it.  I have even liked what I have seen but just… she’s not in stuff I ever really find myself inclined to watch.  So it means I don’t even really think about her existing most of the time.  Until a picture of her pops up and it’s like, man, she is so beautiful.  Because she is just so beautiful.  Enough so that I am like, maybe I should go watch a white dude be a Persian prince.  Anyway, here she is because she is gorgeous and today I want to fuck Gemma Arterton.

It’s entirely possible that all the pictures from the Tonys haven’t come through, I dunno who was there and there have been very few so far but I will go ahead and declare Mary Elizabeth Winstead the winner because well… she’s great.  I am not too worried about anyone topping her.  I liked her dress.  Well, I loved the top half, not as in love with the bottom but it’s all helped by the fact that Mary Elizabeth Winstead is inside it.  I adore her and it continues to baffle me that there is even one person who doesn’t.  But there is at least one person.  I have talked to them!  Crazy.  Anyway, I think she is amazing so here she is. Today I want to fuck Mary Elizabeth Winstead.

Another brief one today cause life is kicking me in the ass.  Sorry one person who likes when I ramble on, you’re out of luck.  I am posting Charli XCX because she performed at the LA Pride festival this weekend and I love what she wore.  I saw it and was like, “Man, that’s great, it looks like something out of some bad sci-fi movie from the 60’s”.  Then I realized I described Barbarella.  It would not have looked out of place in Barbarella and for a few of you, you know why that is a plus in my book.  So this just adds to the whole, I love it, everyone else I know won’t list of outfits worn by Charli XCX.  I like it though and so today I want to fuck Charli XCX.

I don’t have a lot of time and today has already stretched later than I want it to.  I have to go so I was like, today’s entry will have to be quick.  Somehow that had me settle on Rosie Jones because I am an idiot.  Hey, why don’t you try to find pictures of Rosie Jones where she isn’t completely naked.  Have fun asshole!  It was like I said, “Hey, I’m in a big hurry so I am just going to find and trap a unicorn first, then I can get out of here quickly”.  Anyway, here are unicorn pictures of Rosie Jones, in that she manages to overcome her dreadful shirt related allergy.  Mostly.  Some there are just hands.  Anyway, she is hot, I like British Girls as we all know, so today I want to fuck Rosie Jones.

The Americans is the best show I watch that no one else I know watches.  Actually, it might just be the best show I watch currently.  It’s one of those strange beasts that is quite good and I feel like it gets some critical love but it seems to have no real talk around it.  Most high end cable dramas tend to invite all sorts of talk and buzz but this show never seems to have done that.  Last night was the end of another good season and as always it has me excited for the next one.  A year from now.  Keri Russell is very good in it but blows my mind when I think about what she plays here and what my idea of Keri Russell was before this show.  Anything else I saw her in previously she was a beam of sunshine.  She was always the cheery one, the sunny one.  It just seemed like her type.  It speaks to her performance that I can’t really get me brain to wrap around that Keri Russell and this Keri Russell being the same person.  She is fantastic but stoic and overly rational, not prone to emotion, certainly not chipper or sunny.  She is fantastic.  Really the entire cast is.  I just wish there were more Keri Russell pics out there cause I am so close to tapped out.  Anyway, I think you have a year to catch up on the show guys so get to it.  Today I want to fuck Keri Russell.

So Charli XCX was at the new exhibit for the Royal Academy for the Arts (or is it of the arts?  It must be for, of wouldn’t make sense.  Either way, I’m not looking it up like some sort of nerd) and I loved the way she looked.  She posted pictures of the outfit on her social media a few days prior and I liked it then.  The pink eye shadow, the leopard print hat and pants, the shoes.  Even the denim top.  I loved it.  I also immediately was like, “Boy, the people who are really annoyed by my attraction to Charli XCX and hate how she dresses are not going to like this outfit”.  So here I am steering hard into that skid because I happen to like how she has a distinctive style.  I also kind of like tweaking people.  So I just went and grabbed a bunch of outfits those people will hate.  I thought she looked great.  I mean, I also happen to think she is a tremendous talent and charming but it’s basically common knowledge that I am scary smart.  So if you disagree you could be right but… well, I’d tell you to do the math but that would be cruel since I am so smart and I pretty heavily implying your some sort of mouth breathing troglodyte.  What can I say, I’m a dick.  Today I want to fuck Charli XCX.

So there was the Woman of the Year awards in the UK.  The Glamour ones.  I am not sure if anyone else does them but might be good to differentiate so no one is confused.  Though, again, if you’re coming here for your news you’ve chosen poorly.  Anyway, those things happened and I was like, oh, I guess I’ll be posting a British celebrity today.  It turns out I was right, technically, just maybe wrong about the reason.  It’s already, I’ll chalk it up as another win.  Me 150, imaginary opponent 0.  I win again.  Anyway, Emilia Clarke was in… a magazine?  I think so, I am not sure what it is now, I just know these photos were for Violet Grey which is not a thing I am aware of and assume was a magazine until I started typing.  Well, if I am wrong, once again, this is a very, very poor source of information.  Probably don’t site this website in a term paper.  Even if you actually get facts from it, you don’t want your professor coming here.  I keep getting side tracked.  Probably because I am in a hurry so of course my brain is out to sabotage me and make me late.  Oh man, what if my brain is the imaginary opponent.  No wonder it’s out to get me, it’s down 150 to nothing.  Nice try brain but I’m just going to wrap this up.  Today I want to fuck Emilia Clarke.