I’ve always been a fan but recently I’ve uncovered a deep and true love for rapper/actor/dreamboat, Common. I discovered this fact while watching TRL yesterday. And before you judge me think about this: where else can you simultaneously enjoy banter between a string of general, beautiful VJ’s, hear what is really going on between Haley Duff and _______ straight from the perfectly glossed horses mouth AND “get your news on” with SuChin Pak? Nowhere assholes. I digress.

While my love for Common is pure and true I feel we can never be together. Not only because of the difficulty we would have getting our schedules together, what with his celebrity globe-trotting and my Saturday day shift (it’s really hard to get Saturdays covered). But mainly because I believe I am too white. Common is a strong, talented, handsome black man and it makes sense that he would be with a smart, beautiful, strong black woman. I on the other hand, am a just kind of bitter, unmotivated, white girl with unresolved daddy issues.

Still in my heart and my dreams I can keep the hope that someday our love will be realized. He’ll hold me in his gigantic Common arms and call me ‘baby-girl.’ It may be hard for us because some ignorant people won’t understand our love. But my Boo and I will be so happy we won’t even care. We won’t see hate only each other.

So, Common if you feel me Boo, let’s make this thing happen. You can find me Saturday at The Happy Ending Bar. I still haven’t gotten my shift covered.

Delicious.