Every week while watching The Office, gazing up at Jim lovingly from my futon, I’m torn between lust and discontent because I know that some rando like myself will never have a shot with John Krasinski. Life sure is rough for us mere mortals. Or is it?

According to “Sunday Styles”, one of my favorite parts of the New York Times, celebrities are turning to matchmakers to set them up with normal people. I mean, does anybody really want to be in a TomKat relationship, or even have America calling you and you significant other some equally shitty name like Bennifer?

So single celebs are increasingly turning to matchmakers like Samantha Daniels to expand their dating possibilities outside the realm of the red carpet. Good thing stars are swimming in the dough because top matchmakers come with a steep price tag. Daniels, based in New York, charges $25,000 for her services, which include her cell phone number, coaching on dating, etiquette, feedback and access to her database of over 50,000 clients. Read More »

My heart just sank.

Jim from The Office and Renée Zellweger? My Jim? How can this be?

The sarcastic, quick-witted, floppy-haired, big-smiled Jim, I realize, is just a fictional character in one of my favorite TV shows. But John Krasinski still one tall drink of water in real life, and he’s making a football new movie called Leatherheads.

Now, In Touch Weekly and whole spew of gossip blogs have reported that he’s hooking up with co-star Zellweger. It’s just because they both have confusing last names. Yep. Gotta be the reason.

While I don’t have anything against Renée – she is amazing at losing weight and she was awesome in Empire Records, Bridget Jones, and Jerry Maguire – she just doesn’t seem to possess the humor and playfulness Jim (I mean John) needs in a woman! You know who does? ME.

Why can’t she get back with Leatherheads’ director and star, George Clooney? They used to date before she married funny-looking Kenny Chesney, and were said to be on-again, off-again after the divorce. Well….go back to on-again, missy. Jim (I mean John) is MINE.

Well…Thursday nights from 8:30 to 9PM, anyway.

Thursday! Thursday! Zomg! *runs in a circle like a pug* You know what Thursday means! Jim! Pam! Karen! Dwangela!

Wh-wh-whaa…? No new The Office? I… don’t understand? What am I supposed to do?

I guess I’ll just cyberstalk all of the actors… see what those guys are up to…

Well, lookie here… Jenna Fischer is at the heated apex of a bizarre love triangle in this weekend’s addition to Will Ferrell’s stunning filmography: Blades of Glory. Actually, between Ms. Fischer and the presence of Amy Poehler, I have high hopes for this dumbassery on ice.

Meanwhile, John Krasinski is starring as the “wannabe boyfriend” (…typecast already, John?) of a constantly stoned Anna Faris in the Gregg Araki gold: Smiley Face. For those not previously acquainted with the work of Gregg Araki, stop what you’re doing – literally, stop it right now; well, wait, don’t stop reading this blog, but go ahead and open another tab on your browser and go to Netflix – and add Doom Generation to your queue. Read More »