My Blue Period
Monday, January 03, 2005
I’ve been a little…shall we say…blue lately. And I do not mean blue like that kid who fell down the well in the middle of winter. Why, I woke up this morning, looked at myself in the mirror, and said, “Count Olaf, you are unbelievably handsome. I adore you and your eyebrow. Kisses.” Then I dove into my inflatable pool of cash and splashed around for a while. But no matter what I did, I couldn’t shake the feeling that there’s something missing. My movie opened to wild acclaim. I am both filthy AND rich. I am superfamous. Liz Smith has a crush on me. So what could be wrong? What could be missing from my miraculous life? Sigh. Tell me, oh blog, who is the fairest of them all?
