I had a lovely conversation about that new Zooey Deschanel show The New Girl with Sam. She could not stop laughing when she asked if I knew the writer or something.
No. Why?
Because, according to her and Thony, the main character reminds them oddly of me. She sings her own name and everything.
I mean, I watched it with my other sister Pam, and I didn't laugh as much as she did because, well, it just seemed normal how Zooey's character was acting. Pam was a little confused as to why I wasn't as amused. I did laugh though. More laugh, then quietly die inside I guess.
But now I'm going to be inauthentic as a person, like that time when I had to break up with my vampire boyfriend because people thought I was just following a fad.
Or that time I had to put make-up over my natural lightning bolt scar.
Or that time I had to give up my quest to destroy this old ring I found.
Sheesh.
(Yes, I might be having too much fun with the links.)
