Boy Meets Girl

Journal of Kate Mackenzie

So I’m innocently sitting here watching MTVCribs when Dolly and Skiboy came bursting drunkenly in, and start making out right in front of me. I have no objections to people, you know, making out. I myself enjoy a good make-out session as much as the next girl.

But is it entirely necessary for them to loll around on the couch RIGHT NEXT TO ME, with their TONGUES DOWN EACH OTHER’S THROATS?

Because that’s what they’re doing at this moment, and it is really kind of gross. I mean, Dolly could easily go into her bedroom to stick her tongue down her boyfriend’s throat. I have a feeling they’d both be a lot more comfortable.

But NOOOOO, she has to do it here, right in front of me, and practically blocking my view of Mariah Carey’s palatial—