I touched Jordan Catalano.

So, Jared Leto comes in today to promote his band's show tonight. I catch wind that he's in the hizzy, so I immediately check hair, cover zit, and speed to meet the man who set the standard for every crush I ever had in my so-called life. He was very nice and met all hotness expectations. All I could think of when he shook my hand was "holy shit this is jordan motherfuckin' catalano" and then I thought about the recent paparazzi photo of him text-messaging while Scarlett HOhaansen is giving him the tounge and I laughed all the way to the Diet Pepsi machine.

p.s. he has lost all of his mark chapman fat and perfectly rocked his skinny jeans.

Happy Hour Levee Break

So I officially got invited to the company's "cool kid" Wednesday Happy Hour. I always thought there HAD to be some of underground good shit- and so there was. Everyone loosened up, I totally got a glimpse into the WHOLE shit and I love it.

SuperNanny for President.

Enough said.