Thud. Oh, sorry, I must have fallen down. I’m not really sure what happened. I saw Lena Headey was in some magazine and went to look and then… Thud. Damn, it happened again. I was just looking at Lena in the new “Best Life” magazine, some men’s rag I’ve never heard of before, when I suddenly felt faint and… Thud. Right, this is getting ridiculous. Plus, I think I’ve bruised my forehead. I’m going to have to shield my eyes to finish this post. Must. Not. Look. Must… Thud. Seriously, Snarker, pull it together. You’re working; be professional… Thud. OK, just do this quickly: So Lena talks about her new role in “Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles;” getting in fights when she was younger to defend her younger brother (who “played the violin and painted his nails” and is now an air steward…read into that what you will); and drops the F-bomb liberally, which of course I fucking love. She even gives “Imagine Me & You” fans everywhere hope by saying she could “quite happily run a florist or a bake shop.” Good God, you mean she could be the hottest florist in the world, for real? Thud.
[Click ’em to enlarge ’em, but beware the thud. Scans via the “Imagine Me & You” Fansite. Hat tip, jetgirl!]
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