And Tell Me Boy, Now Wouldn't That Be Sweet?

And I could be your sweet escape.


Once again I think that I'm the last person in the world to get mildy fascinated with Ryan Seacrest. I watched the Wednesday night show last night, and when Ryan was interviewing on the street, or talking to people about the show, his shirt looked soo good on him.

This isn't the shirt, it was just a picture that google image search results yielded.

Moist, warm desire. Fly to me. I'm you Candy-Perfume Boy. The Sacred Nerve is Magic Poison.On to other news:

I have passed all my classes this semester and officially I will be applying to pharm schools. I'm nervous. What if they say no? I'm not going to think about that. Today I also began my official Get-In-Shape-To-Look-Hot-Like-Ryan-Seacrest diet routine. And actually I should say it's a Life-style change.

My goal is to look like Mr. Craig in swimming trunks. I'm tired of having to beware of Capt. Nemo when I'm out in the pool or lake. I wish I could go to the beach. I think it's about time to go to San Diego.

Well, I think it's time for me to go hang out by the pool.

Circles in the sand,
Ryan