Update: Jensen is tewtally straight, you guys.

Since I couldn’t be at the Con today—-I steadfastly refused to go till the last minute and when I finally relented, it was TOO LATE. SOLD OUT! story of my life, story of my life —-I felt I had to post this beautiful picture of this beautiful man. It was the least I could do.

My sister is there right now. I told her to get me an eyelash.

Why is it that every time I see a picture of Jensen Ackles, that Jackson Five song “All I do is Think of You” plays in my head?

I can’t wait to get to school each day
And wait for you to pass my way
(And bells start to ring) and angels start to sing
Hey that’s the girl for you (ooh, yeah)
So what are you gonna do (ooh, baby)
Hey little girl I love you so (I love you so)

All I do is think of you
Day and night that’s all I do (that’s all I do, baby)
I can’t get you off my mind
Think about you all the time, all the time

I begun to take the long way home
Just so I can be alone
(To think of how to say)
You’re fine in every way
Hey I’m in love with you (oh, I love you baby)
I think the world of you (ooh, yes I do)
Oh, won’t you please, please be mine

I’m such a cheeseball. Or a nine-year-old girl with a crush on Harry Potter.

Happy birthday, Daniel Radcliffe. Science, it’s not even pervy to lust after him anymore. Heh.

Is it me or is he starting to look alarmingly like Stuart Townsend?

[Here’s Ben looking all sweaty and stinky and deranged… and still the hotness]

That lucky hoooor Jackie Kessler went to go see this man last night at the Virgin Megastore in NYC. Luuuucky. She scored me an autographed CD. Thanks, Jackie! She wouldn’t tell me if she managed to make out with him, though. I don’t think I could have stopped myself from running onto the stage and tackling him to the ground. He’s so pretty. Jackie said she was close enough she could see his teeth and he didn’t have any discernible fillings. Luuuuucky. I hate fillings. Also, Jackie for being so close to him. I mean, that she’s lucky, not that I hate her. Bitch. Is it me or does Benny look adorably awkward? I love the cute little self-conscious head bobbing.

[Benny on keyboards. I love the violin, but I like him on the keyboards the most ’cause dude bangs the hell out of that thing. Benny has good hair.]

I’m sorry, I’m sorry… I didn’t mean it! I mean I love you! No, I hate you. Oh, you turn me into a slobbering mess that is barely recognizable as a woman! I hate you! No, I love you! *sobs* I want to have your babies! Your beautiful, too-sensitive, sissy babies. I hate you.

Dumb Girl: We don’t even have to have sex. You can just give me some sperm.

SERIOUSLY, WHO SAYS THAT? Stupid dumb groupie whore.

(Watch the end. He totally looks at her like, “Eww, get away from me with your stupid breeder cooties.”)

Ben totally lies. His CD, Ex-Sensitive, doesn’t come out till July 17. *sniff*

Whoo-hoo… QB found him! His name is Manuel Casella and he is Italian (and yes, those eyes are real. SHUT UP, DISSENTERS). I think. I went to his blog and could not understand a word he was saying (but the only language he needs to speak is luuuurve), but I recognized some of the words as Italian. Anyway, that was fun, girls. What’s the next mission?

As I told my buddy Ann (who found this pic on QB’s blog), this guy can’t be real. He’s just too pretty to be… true. Like… an alien race took it upon themselves to create a human, but all they’ve got to go on for architecture and design are Versace ads on Italian Vogue or something. Dude is so beautiful, it’s almost creepy. WHO IS THIS GUY? Does he have other pictures, preferably where he’s not wearing any clothes?

P.S. If you don’t know who this guy is, post his picture on your blog, then come back here and post the link in the comments. Maybe one of our readers out there will know who this mystery man is. Thanks for the idea, QB!