happy {or mad} monday

sometimes this is me in real life. i just can't decide how i feel.
thanks jennifer for the link. i am rolling.

for now

i have my TV boyfriends...

michael vaughn {alias}
perfectly kind, sensitive and tough. he makes saving the world {and sydney bristo, at times} seem effortless.

jim halpert {the office}
he makes me smile. what i wouldn't give to work next to him. and see him everyday. i would never stop smiling. ever.

pacey witter {dawson's creek}
adventurous, sweet and vulnerable. what a combo. he's my bad-boy crush. every girl's got to have one.

thank you boys.

my mister darcy

{here is a picture of a darling little street at notting hill}

why-oh-why wasn't i born with a real british accent? i mean i know why... the thing is, i've been pretending for years but you don't even know how badly i wish it wasn't all just a game. if i had such a gift i would talk to myself all day long. i would never stop. sure, i might not have any friends, since they would get tired of hearing me jabber on. but i would be my friend...

well, either way its too late for that dream to come true. i'm american through and through. but one tender mercy still does exist...on the other side of my cubicle {at work} sits a man named simon, who is in fact from the UK and although i rarely see his face, i do hear his lovely accent throughout the day...luckily i have this to feed my craving.

which come to think of it is not unlike my obession with the fact that i like to sit on the front row during sunday school so i can catch a whiff of those wondrous dry erase markers..mmm...

so if all works according to plan, one day, i am going to fall in love with a sunday school teacher from britain {he will notice me because i will be sitting there on the front row of course, and my good looks and rapist wit will lure him in, naturally}

and then i shall call him ... "my mister darcy"

yeah, that sounds good. i'll have that.