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That is an excellent point and one I don't always remember when I'm feeling frustrated. I'm here, I can lead a pretty normal life which I couldn't when I was sick and if the cost of having a life is 40 (hopefully temporary) pounds, that's okay.

Ah, you might be right. I had a huge crush on him at that time, so I was happy that all those movies came out. Then that icky thing with the nanny happened, and suddenly it seemed like everyone (including me) kind of hated him.

I join the March for Life in Washington with my prayers. May God help us respect all life, especially the most vulnerable

Me too. And I like her acting and she does seem nice, but she is one of those famous people where I have to just see their work, not their interviews, because she bugs me. I find her ... hokey, or something. Her "It came true!" when she won the Oscar seemed so cheesy and rehearsed.

I agree that Jennifer Lopez suffered from overexposure. Ben Affleck too, and I'd agree that Jennifer Lawrence is teetering on the edge (though I think she has smart management and will lay low for awhile after the Oscars).

It's just the normal backlash that comes from too much overexposure. The public quickly gets sick of having the same celebrities shoved down their throats constantly as the Best Thing Ever. I can think of Jude Law and Jennifer Lopez off the top of my head getting this kind of irrational mass hate in the past, and I

I want to sit in a room with Jennifer Lawrence and Josh Hutcherson. Apparently they're like hyperactive puppies when they get together. Amusement for hours.

Now everyone's ironically eating whole turkey legs using just their hands.

I've always liked Anne Hathaway. And, hey, props to her for both recognizing she was overexposed and being able to laugh about it.

Ed Sheeran's tweet was my favourite from this Tweet Beat. For some reason, it's still making me smile, five minutes after reading.

Oh shit. I was listening to "Let Down" by Radiohead when I read this. Now I'm a quivering pool of jelly tears.

She spelled "faith" as "faif." FAIF. I am dying from cute.

Sadly!? That's even better! :)

When she was younger, my mother looked like Julie Andrews in the Sound of Music. When I was three or four I kept wondering where my other, older siblings were and asked my Mom if the Nazis got them. I was not the smartest of children but by god was I adorable.

Eh. I can afford Showtime, but I love DVDs due to being a commentary geek. I get her wanting to binge watch in a format that works best for her.

Well, she's an actress and I bet she's traveling a lot. It's easier to buy a DVD box set then be home at the time the show is airing or trying to catch it on demand. Makes sense to me.

One time for April Fools Day, I dumped a bunch of glitter all over my bf-at-the-time's apartment. Looking back, it was one of the cruelest things I've ever done to anyone in my life. I can't believe he didn't dump me.

It's odd. Every time I see her I feel like crying from her sheer perfection.

Yeah, I miswrote and I couldn't edit. I want whatever remains of me no where near below sea level. Not buried in the ground or at the ocean floor at all.

When I die I've left specific instructions for them to rip out all the usable parts and then burn me, then scatter me over a forest or something. I'll be damned if anyone is gonna put me in the ground even if I'm dead.