Fine line between BFF and Stalker

Byheathertheblogger

I am totally crushing on Emma Stone. She is perhaps my new favourite person in the world.  Not only is she a great actor, articulate and funny, but she does this?!? 

She killed the battle, AND if that wasn’t amazing enough, her first song was Hook, by Blues Traveller – an obscure blast from the past for today’s crowd, AND we’re getting to the important part here…  Hook is my favourite Blues Traveller song… ever.  I mean, EVER.  And she picked it.  She picked my favourite Blues Traveller song. 

So that’s got to be a sign right?  A sign that she and I should be BFFs?  ‘Cause it’s not stalkery at all that I, a 45 year old small-town Ontario gal, have mad fantasies where Emma Stone and I sip lattes at the local coffee joint and we shoot the shit comparing favourite media and travel destinations before maybe going shopping for cute vintage dresses together.  That’s not weird right? 

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