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My Celebrity Love Match

The results of this test were dead on. John Cusack and I are already secretly involved so there was no surprise there. But please keep that on the down low. We like to keep that under wraps.

My celebrity love match is - The Boy Next Door: Matt Damon

When it comes to love, you're looking for a man with "white picket fence" potential: the guy who will compliment your mom, helps clean the dishes and could melt the polar ice caps with his smile. He's not always perfect and can be a tad too predictable at times, but you'll love the fact that he's got a dependable job, coaches Little League on the weekends and still finds time to let you know how much he loves you. He's more "apple pie" than "devil's food cake" -- but that means the last thing he'll want to do is break your heart.

Other matches: Usher, Zach Braff, John Cusack, Michael J. Fox, Denzel Washington

I'm definitely getting a crush on Friendster Guy because as I read the description above I'm finding myself annoyingly happy that he fits the bill. All of a sudden a switch has gone off somewhere in my brain where I now want to use the word "we" in a sentence involving him. And not in the sentence "We decided to just be friends."

Comments

Anonymous said…
um - Matt Damon's mine. Okay?
Sassy Pants said…
Okay. I suppose I can let you have him since I do have John C. : )
Anonymous said…
Oh, and Johnny Depp is mine, too. Just in case there was any confusion about that.
Sassy Pants said…
Only if I can have Eric Bana. Johnny Depp, although I certainly wouldn't kick him out of bed, is prettier than I am and that's not a good thing for my ego.

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