I felt pretty dejected after last night's party at the ΔΙΚ House. I went to a bar tonight to cheer myself up with alcohol, and you'll never guess what ended up happening: I made out with Julianne Moore.
I know what you're thinking, she's married and has kids and what would she be doing hanging out in a dank bar on a Tuesday night? But, hey, I'm the guy who discovered a planet that nobody else could find, which I am now thinking I should have named Julianne Moore instead of GJ 43c.
If you must know, Julianne Moore is much better looking in person than in the movies--and she's a better kisser.
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