Have I ever told you how it messes with my head when I cruise a blog only to find an unexpected photo with mocking commentary about a friend of mine? So what if he happens to be famous or whatever. (I hate the word famous.) But wait, trust me, he's one celeb (I hate that word too) who definitely isn't on an insane ego trip. You get to know a person after traveling with him a few times. He's introverted but warm, is always ready to help, runs to hug me every time i see him, and treats his very worthy girlfriend right. He is a quality soul, kind, modest, well-adjusted, and if you gave him a chance you'd agree. Pick on Paris. Not Elijah.
7:17 p.m. - 2008-01-20