Conversation I had with my mom just now:
Me: Mom, I told you I need to rant to keep my sanity, right? Here, just look at my blog so you see what I mean.
*scrolls through quickly*
Mom: Okay, there's way too much of Colin on there. That's creepy.
Me: It's not creepy. You know what's creepy? This is creepy. *shows her the Tumblr "F*ck Yeah Colin Mochrie*
Mom: Okay, that's enough.
*later, after scrolling through a few pages of my blog*
Me: You know, now that you mention it, I do seem to be favouring Colin a little, don't I?
The understatement of the century.
The funny thing about this is that I deny it to other people, but I know I am a very creepy fangirl. I have spent at least forty five minutes, one night, scrolling through the White Pages and searching for Colin's house in Toronto so I could have his home address. Turns out, he, nor his wife, post their home address in the White Pages (probably so creepy people like me don't find it) although I may now have their home number! (Hee hee).
But it's okay, because I have a new plan. Okay, it might take time and determination and perseverance. But that's okay, cause I have all that. Besides, what else am I going to do while Gorillavid loads, right?
I'm not creepy.
Yes I am.
BUT NO ONE NEEDS TO KNOW.
And now, to complete this post, a picture of Colin.

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