For once in a relatively long time, writing a blog post is the way I’m procrastinating – and not the thing from which I’m procrastinating. Don’tcha feel loved? Wanted? Appreciated? Indeed. But seriously, I don’t feel like washing my hair juuuust yet. Maybe after this. And after I eat a peanut butter cookie. Count the tiles in the bedroom. Blow spit bubbles. I also borrowed Blade Runner from my girlfriend and cannot WAIT to watch it.
So yeah, let’s just talk about Harrison Ford and why he was rightfully the man of my dreams when I was a kid. 1981 to 1991? Here’s his movie list (thanks, IMDB): Raiders of the Lost Ark, Blade Runner, Return of the Jedi, Temple of Doom, Witness, The Mosquito Coast (okay, I don’t think I’ve seen that one…), Frantic, Working Girl, The Last Crusade, Presumed Innocent, Regarding Henry. ARE. YOU. SERIOUS. That man was a machine. He owned the 80s, people. Seriously, the ones in bold are the ones with which I was particularly obsessed. My sisters and my mom and I watched all of them, bien sur. With that one exception that doesn’t sound familiar. But everybody knows the trilogies were amazing. And Working Girl – swoooooooon. But the bold ones? I cried myself to sleep over this man, people. O_O Ridiculous. (Not the fact that I did…that part’s totally understandable.)
There are too many pictures to choose from.
Forget it. I’m off to watch Blade Runner.