Ho leeeeeee Shit. Nine whole months.
Long ago, in a land far far away from L.A., there lived a girl who loved herself some Jake G. She spent her days loving him, sailing on the Jaustin ship and being otherwise engaged in Jakeness. Her Jakeness was lightly peppered with Went. She had seen him in those Mariah Carey videos and thought to herself: WHO. IS. THAT?! She watched Prison Break, had seen his GQ spread and hung out on his IMDB board. She thought he was hot but he was not her #1 man. And then one day along came this picture
and she lost. her. shit. She checked around and found message boards dedicated to him but there was no Went Watch blog…Not that she would call it that. She had very specific feelings about the man in the picture and what better way to express it than by naming the blog after the effect this sexy bastard had on her. Taking a cue from her girl britpopbaby, she started a blog (where she mostly talked to herself). It was the outlet for her Wentlust, for it was much too strong to deny.
Fast forward 9 months and here I still am, lusting after Went, sometimes in person no less (*waving to Pam and Amaury*) and even when I start to give up, the love won’t let me and I keep going, day after Wentless day, *cries* night after Wentless night. *sobbing* Maybe I don’t post as much as I used to (In December there were 2 days out of the WHOLE MONTH I didn’t post, wow) and maybe sometimes apathy sets in, but the love is still there and it shows no signs of stopping. So yeah, on 9/17 I’ll be perched in front of my TV, watching Went sex up Sona as Michael Scofield, happy to see his face once again, my favorite celebrity, my Went. But if I have to wait that long to see him, there may be a post coming soon called WFW does Dallas…
To Went and nine months…I think my water just broke.