Girl Crush: Sarah Silverman

To celebrate the fact that I'm almost done writing my next book, a young adult fiction novel about a girl who experiences her very first "girl crush," I thought I'd reveal my own current girl crush to you... Sarah Silverman. Sarah's one hot bitch and I'd totally do her if given the chance. However, something tells me if this were to happen, the real thing wouldn't be as great as the fantasy. I mean, you know in the middle of it I'd be like, "C'mon Sarah, tell me a joke..."

Sarah is on the cover of this month's Maxim magazine, the special "Hot 100" issue. She's #29 on their list... but #1 on mine. Ha.

Make sure to check out The Sarah Silverman Program on Comedy Central. The CC website has a bunch of show clips on it.

Who's your girl crush?

Of Course He's Gay

Did I not just admit that I had a crush on him? I did. If you read Save Karyn, you'll know this is a thing with me. I'm often attracted to men who end up being gay.

EXCLUSIVE: Grey's Anatomy star T.R. Knight Confirms He's Gay
THURSDAY OCTOBER 19, 2006 03:30PM EST

Grey's Anatomy T.R. Knight is gay, he has confirmed exclusively to PEOPLE.

"I guess there have been a few questions about my sexuality, and I'd like to quiet any unnecessary rumors that may be out there," Knight tells PEOPLE in a statement. "While I prefer to keep my personal life private, I hope the fact that I'm gay isn't the most interesting part of me."

Confession: Sunday Night TV

I tell people I watch 60 Minutes on Sunday nights even though I really watch America's Funniest Home Videos.

Another confession: I laugh my arse off at AFV even though I wanna bitch-slap Tom Bergeron.

And another: I laugh hardest at the videos of people falling down.

Confession: Grey's Anatomy

I have a mad, mad crush on O'Malley.

Confession: Dog Breath

I secretly like the way my dog's breath smells.

Confession: A Special Freckle

I have a freckle on my hoo ha.

Confession: My Own PostSecret

To those who know and love PostSecret, I stumbled across a site where you can post your own anonymous secret without having to make an artsy little postcard. Here's a link. I found out about it from my blogging friend, Tales of a Southern Girl in the Windy City.

I posted the following secret on the site (so I guess it's not really a secret anymore), so I'm hoping you'll all fess up and post a secret of your own in the comments section of this post.

PS - I'm not proud of the following secret, but it feels good to get it off of my chest. Here goes...

My Taiwan-to-New York Flight Secret
by Karyn Bosnak

I once pretended to be asleep on a 19-hour plane ride from Taiwan to New York so I wouldn't have to share my row with an old lady whose row was full and seat wouldn't recline. I know this isn't a big secret or anything, but I still feel bad about it because the lady looked really uncomfortable crammed in her chair and I had a whole row to myself, all three seats. Throughout the flight, the woman kept getting up and walking past my row (I was spying from the corner of my eye), looking for an opportunity to ask me if she could come sit by me. When one didn't present itself, she shook my feet, hoping to wake me up, but I ignored her and "snored" more loudly.

While I was lying there in my seat row, I pretty much convinced myself that God was going to strike the plane down to teach me a lesson for being so selfish, but then I realized that he wouldn't do something like that to the old lady because I had just screwed her over, you know what I mean? Like imagine if you were her... not only did you get stuck with a shitty seat while a perfectly-abled young lady (me) got to spread out in three, but on top of that, your plane crashes. I mean, God would never do that to her; she seemed so nice.

The really screwed up thing about all this is that, in some strange way, I felt like the fact that I screwed over this woman ensured that the plane would arrive in New York safely. Like my selfish actions saved everyone on the flight. Crazy, I know.

The woman was eventually able to find a better seat, so I felt less guilty about what I had done, but still... it wasn't very nice.

Anyway, that's my secret. I feel bad about it, but at the same time I can't help but to wonder... if I were put in the same situation tomorrow, would I do it again?

What would you have done?

Confession: Imaginary Friends

On a recent episode of Desperate Houswives, Felicity Huffman learns that her son has an imaginary friend named Mrs. Mulberry. While watching, I couldn't help but feel sorry for the kid for being such a little whacko. I mean, I never had an imaginary friend when I was little. However...

I do distinctly remember pretending to be a dog when I was about eight years old or so. I'm not sure exactly what led me to doing this, but I remember crawling around the house on my hands and knees, following the dog around, doing everything she did... I barked at the paper boy, drank water from a bowl on the floor, licked my paws - I mean hands - clean. I tired of this quickly and only did it for a day, but still...

Yesterday I asked my sister if she remembered the day that I was a dog. After looking at me funny, she told me no, but made me feel better by saying that when she was recently in Babies "R" Us, she saw a kid doing the same thing. Apparently his mom had to whistle for him when it was time to go. At least I kept my behavior in the house.

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BTW... I'm a Gabrielle. Which one are you?