Ethan Hawke, I love you more than...

The only thing better than Ethan Hawke? Ethan Hawke with a Brooklyn accent and back tatts. Liza and I saw Brooklyn's Finest on Friday night, and I spent the first half of the movie confessing my love for him in not-so-quiet whispers. I'm surprised I didn't get shushed out of the theatre! I guess everyone else was thinking the same thing. Hotness.

He is just.so.COOL. I'm so happy he's made a comeback—oh how I've missed thee. This certainly isn't the hottest picture of him I could have chosen, but I like it because it gives off the ambiguous "no one understands me" vibe. I understand you, Ethan. 

I love Ethan Hawke more than:

1. Ice cream (Yes, believe it)

2. My American Apparel leggings during that special time of the month

3. Lil Wayne's robotic voice 

4. Waking up on Saturday morning and realizing I don't have any plans or obligations that day

5. My boyfriend's English accent

6. Skim lattes (Yes)

7. FREE food

8. When a yoga instructor does ALL of my favorite poses in one class

9. Semi-burnt chocolate chip cookies

10. Matt Damon, Jason Bateman, Channing Tatum, Mark Wahlberg, and Edward Norton (Sorry fellas, you've been replaced.)

11. The Housewives of New York, Atlanta, Orange County and New Jersey combined

12. Samantha Ronson

13. Diddy loves himself

14. Someone mistaking me for a 24 year-old

15. Everything in Alexa Chung's closet

Ahh, unrequited love. I'm no stranger to it. Remember this post when I told you about my high school crush? Sigh. 

Tell me: Who's your favorite male actor right now and just how much do you L-O-V-E him?

I had a Good Will Hunting style therapy sesh today. It was awesome.

Sorry for the late post today, friends, I've been busy exercising, Christmas shopping and talking about my feelings. That's right, I went to a psychologist today for the second time in my life. I really don't want to get into all the details because I do need to keep some of my personal life personal, but it turned out to be a good experience despite my initial hesitation. I've been having a lot of anxiety lately about various things, and I just needed to talk to someone to help me deal with those feelings as they arise. 

Ok, so the session wasn't quite on the Good Will Hunting level, but it was pretty darn good. The psychologist was a cool, normal woman with plenty of insight and helpful advice. She did quite a bit of talking, which I liked—unlike the therapist Betty goes to on Mad Men. The most he ever says is "Mmm hmm," which drives me nuts. I even got out a good cry, which apparently I really needed. 

This experience was much better than the time I went to see a sports psychologist when I was 16. I hit a major plateau with swimming, and for some reason my parents and coach thought it would be a good idea for me to talk to someone about it. The man was terrible. I'd talk and talk for what felt like forever and then he'd say, "Tell me more about that" or "Why is that?" Dude, if I freakin' knew WHY I wouldn't be here! Anyway, that wasn't so fun, but I'm glad I gave therapy another go—it's very healthy I think. 

 

There's really no reason for posting this picture other than to mention that Good Will Hunting first ignited my serious, lifelong crush on Matt Damon and Casey Affleck. Gotta love those Boston boyz. 

What about you: Have you ever been to a psychologist of any kind? Did it help? Who else loves Good Will Hunting?!