I don’t understand what this all means. An integral part of me personally simply really wants to get back to old trusty Lynda Carter/Wonder girl and Julie Newmarr/Catwoman dreams before we end up in a threeway with Florence Henderson and F. Murray Abraham.
Ugh, totally. It had been James Gandolfini, throughout the run of “The Sopranos,” and I also thought he had been really sexy, and I dreamt he (as Tony, i do believe?) propositioned me personally for the reason that workplace (was it at a motor vehicle spot?) and I stated no, because I experienced a boyfriend. Continue reading In hopes and hopes and dreams, I’ve been french-kissed by sardonic newswoman Linda Ellerbee