embarassing celebrity crush confession...(or "i am decent, i also happen to be naked.")

i should be working on my paper but i'm not. w made me huevos rancheros for breakfast adn i have been laying shamelessly on my belly on the ottoman playing internet scrabble (new words added today, including "qi" (chinese spiritual healing power) and "za" (slang for pizza) and watching movies.

vague once posted about movies that you would always watch if you were flipping through and they came on. i would like to humbly add (thanks to v for the permission to split infinitives!!) "the goodbye girl" to that list. neil simon is a great writer; it's funny, compelling, and you immediately get invested in the characters (beautifully played by marcia mason, richard dreyfuss, and quinn cummings).

this is the embarassing part. one of my first celeb crushes of memory was richard dreyfuss. weird? you bet. and it doesn't persist, unless i can specify the richard dreyfuss of roughly 1972-1977 (think american graffiti, jaws, close encounters of the third kind). but i've never had a thing for the conventionally attractive.