The Heather Chronicles

I am currently watching Hotel Rwanda for the first time. I'm shocked and touched and have already cried, and yet do you know what keeps going through my mind? How hot it would be to hump Joaquin Phoenix, and how he looks mighty fine with that beard of his (I've had a beard fetish for a couple of years now).

What the hell? I should not be thinking of this as I'm watching people slayed. That is horrible! I feel dirty and evil. Oh my God, my coo has obviously taken over all logic and heart. Bad coo! Bad!