I have the oddest crush on Catching Fire star Josh Hutcherson. I think he’s so cute and so adorable and so huggable, but I have no interest in him romantically. Like if he called me up right now and was all like, “Hey Jenni, it’s Josh, I’m in town and I just thought we could grab dinner and sex.” I’d be all like, “Look Josh, I like you, I might even love you, but we’re in classic Liz Lemon/Jack Donaghy territory and it’s just not going to work out between us.”
However that doesn’t mean I don’t want to get to know him better. In the little brother way. We could be like really close siblings. Like I could call him when I had a question about a celebrity. And he could call me when he had a question about a girl. And I’d say “Oh Josh, Macaroni Grill’s a perfectly fine place to bring a girl on a first date.” Because you know that’s the kind of place Josh would pick. A quality Italian restaurant where you can draw on the tables. Nothing says “it’s a Euro-fun date!” quite like Macaroni Grill.
Just thinking about these conversations makes me want to call him and consult on a Mother’s Day present. Although since he’s rich, we’re not going halfsies. We’re going ten percenties/ninety percenties. I’m sure he’ll be cool with that though. As far as little brothers go, he’s pretty laid back. That’s why I love him!