The Blog About Nothing

Well I had a suckish day dealing with two clingy exes- one in the physical sense (he STILL flirts with me), and the other one who flips out because I didn't talk to him over the weekend or yesterday. I was terribly distraught, but you know which guy made my day better? NEIL PATRICK HARRIS. That's who!

I first heard of him when my friend referred me to Dr Horrible's Sing-Along Blog about two months ago. Basically, Dr. Horrible is an aspiring villan with an egotistical archnemesis (superhero) Captain Hammer. He and his other identity Billy are in love with this chick named Penny. Captain Hammer goes out with Penny. It's a kind of love story (GAG), but it's funny as hell. So that makes up for it. Coming from someone who wants all romance in general to shatter apart and crash to the ground.


So since my discovery of Neil Patrick Harris, I did a little research on him today. He's also Mark Cohen on RENT in Broadway. It's extremely epic, 'cause Mark Cohen is epic! He was also a child star on Doogie Howser like 10 billion years ago. But he looks a lot better now. Except for his forehead is like, massive. You could probably put like, the Want Ads from the Sunday paper on there. You could write the Declaration of Independance on his forehead! But anyway, NPH is G-A-Y!!!

I have no problem with gay people, but dammit, it's always the hot ones. I betcha any money Heath Ledger was gay. Besides the fact that he played one, I'm talking about in real life. But even if he was, I'm pretty sure he isn't gay anymore. Considering he's dead. Lance Bass is gay. I used to LOVE that guy when NSYNC was the bomb. Anthony Rapp? He's gay. I wouldn't call him cute or hot or smokin'. But he's no Michael Moore either (look him up on google, he's a liberal fat-ass). All the ugly guys, more often than not, are nice. You don't meet ugly jerks. Sure they're out there, it's just that YOU don't meet them. And then, all the good looking guys, they're total jerks. Lookit 3/5 people that I dated! They're just plain morons! And then lastly, the nice hot guys? They're gay! Girls, we just can't win, can we?

And one more thing. I see resemblance between my friend Tyler and Neil Patrick Harris. He's the one who told me about Dr Horrible. He also happens to be the [not-so] dashing fellow in my default picture covering my face.
"Tyler, look here!"
"...huh?"