Apparently my long-time friend and apprentice to my evil blog empire took offense at yesterday’s post about Hilary Duff post:
Why? Because apparently I neglected to mention that, in our sophomore year of college, Shmathan and were known to sing and dance to Ms. Duff’s ode to empowering spontaneity, “Why Not?” I was going to be all apologetic and write a nostalgic post about all the wonderful times we’ve had, but I’ve unexpectedly come down with a case of the Carly Simons. Symptoms include fever, nausea, and betting you think this blog is about you. I mean, really, the indignation of it all! How dare he? Does he not know that my blog powers cannot be defeated:
Correction: My UNLIMITED POWAAAAAH (at blogging) cannot be defeated.
Still, I must admit that, watching this clip, I cannot help but grow a little touched. It was Shmathan and I who relished the camp pleasure of Ian McDiarmid’s batshit insane performance in Star Wars: Episode III – Revenge of the Sith time and time again. Shmathan was the one who solved the Rubick’s cube that is Jessica Alba’s acting style; and, yes, it was Shmathan who convinced me to do a crazy dance in the dorms, time and time again. Damn you, nostalgia! Must you be my Waterloo?
Anywhosie, enough of that nonsense. Now that I’ve shed my single tear of emotion, I need to touch-up my bitchface and get back to blogging like I only intend to see you next Tuesday. And Shmathan, consider yourself spared. This time. Next time I’ll be considerably less favorable. As if you could ever have the strength or fortitude to hijack my blogging for your own pety desires! Ha! POWAH! UNLIMITED POW-
And thus ends today’s blogisode of Two Ridiculous Queens Who Bicker Like Old Ladies. Tune in next week when someone throws a brandy glass for no good reason.