I’m of two minds about a certain quote from a certain actress. On one hand it indicates spirit and erotic pizazz. On another it could be what a not-quite-Meryl Streep-level actress might say if she’s concerned about the ebbing of her natural radiance, especially if it peaked about 10 years ago:
“I’m primal on an animalistic level, kind of like, ‘Bonk me over the head, throw me over your shoulder…you man, me woman.’ Not everybody has the right kind of primal thing for me…I love physical contact. I have to be touching my lover, like, always. It’s not optional. I’m always traveling for cock. You’ve got to go where it is.”
I find that the less I think about Cameron Diaz, the better I tend to feel. I liked her as much as I’m ever going to like her in In Her Shoes, but that was pretty much it. I’ll be making an effort to roll with Knight and Day as much as possible this evening, and not let this get in the way. I’m going to do everything I can, in fact, to suppress it.